Kaua'i is the only Hawaiian island to have navigable rivers, and most of them beg to be explored by paddlers. We took a half-day kayak trip along Wailau River.
We arrived at the launch site before 8am, as the rental company suggested that would be better to start early in the morning. Alas, they only rented sit-on-top kayaks. It didn't really matter, as the paddling was not at all technical, with smooth waters and little current.
A few minutes after the launch any sign of civilization disappeared, and it was just us, alone admist the bird calls. The vegetation along the river was incredibly lush, with flowering plants overhanging the water. I felt like I was venturing in unchartere
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Kaua'i is the only Hawaiian island to have navigable rivers, and most of them beg to be explored by paddlers. We took a half-day kayak trip along Wailau River.
We arrived at the launch site before 8am, as the rental company suggested that would be better to start early in the morning. Alas, they only rented sit-on-top kayaks. It didn't really matter, as the paddling was not at all technical, with smooth waters and little current.
A few minutes after the launch any sign of civilization disappeared, and it was just us, alone admist the bird calls. The vegetation along the river was incredibly lush, with flowering plants overhanging the water. I felt like I was venturing in unchartered waters.
Alas, the aura of exploration was interrupted about half an hour later when loud, flat bottom boats, complete with ukelele band and several dozen tourists motored by us to get to Fern Frotto. But we lost them when we took the right fork up to the Secret Falls landing.
Here we ditched our boat and began the 45 minute hike. This venture involved fording several streams, including a section where we had to wade in nearly to waist level, gripping a rope to avoid getting swept off our feet by the current. The vegetation here was thick and the mosquitoes swarming. Alas, I had not donned bug spray, so I was nearly eaten alive. The theme from the Indiana Jones movie kept playing in my head. (Actually, those scenes were filmed on a different Kauai'an river.) At times the vegetation was such that I wished I'd brought his trusted machete.
We finally reach our destination, Secret Falls. At the base of the tall waterfall, we found a tranquil wading pool guarded by a mystical gathering of a ferocious pack of...uh, chickens. The Moa, or red jungle fowl, are a common site in Kaua'i. But here they congregate in large numbers, completely unafraid of hikers or even a pair of feral cats. Such was the aura, that I'm surprised we did not stumble across a temple decorated with rooster feathers and the bones of sacrifices brought by a here-to-unknown bird-worshipping cult.
After escaping the strange avian gathering grounds without incident, we hiked back to our kayaks and paddled back to the main branch of the Wailau. A few minutes away was the state park containing Fern Grotto. Boatloads of tourists regularly visit here, but the grotto has never really recovered from the 1992 hurricane. We found it a let down after our hike to the chicken sacred grounds...I mean Secret Falls.
By the time we paddled back, other kayakers had arrived in full force. We were glad that we had started our excursion early. It's hard to pretend that one is an intrepid explorer surging into uncharted territory if one keep passing by other boats. Still, I think Professor Jones would have been proud of us.
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