Aloha! I’m Elizabeth L. At LiveYourAloha, I am responsible for writing about sightseeing tours and Hawaiian culture.
For the last 12 years, I’ve been working as a tour guide in Hawaii. It’s been a great way to see the world and learn about new cultures. I love nature and the outdoors, and have even climbed two of the world’s highest peaks! Making connections and showing my visitors the incredible beauty of these beautiful islands is a passion of mine. When I’m not out giving tours, you’ll likely find me on an invigorating hike or enjoying local cuisine on the beach.
Back in 1972 a friend and I would find Makua Cave much more enticing than spending the day at Waianae High, so I grew pretty familiar with it. There was a place far back from the entrance where one at a time people could crawl through a short tunnel that opened into a small room that was pitch black without artificial illumination. Just enough room to stand up basically and perhaps for six people or so. The floor was littered with beer cans.
One of those days after visiting that room and illuminating it now and then to fire up some pakalolo, we emerged to leave. Suddenly we heard a helicopter flying outside the cave and were surprised to see one rise up from the void on the other side of the cliffs that bordered Farrington Highway. Then the sirens could be heard approaching and we thought we were in a horrible predicament.
Turned out some tourists had decided to climb the ridge above the cave and had reached a point where there were stranded. A rescue was underway.
With a great feeling of relief, we headed back south down the highway. Probably barefoot.
Interesting story! Makes me want to add it to my list of places to visit.
Back in 1972 a friend and I would find Makua Cave much more enticing than spending the day at Waianae High, so I grew pretty familiar with it. There was a place far back from the entrance where one at a time people could crawl through a short tunnel that opened into a small room that was pitch black without artificial illumination. Just enough room to stand up basically and perhaps for six people or so. The floor was littered with beer cans.
One of those days after visiting that room and illuminating it now and then to fire up some pakalolo, we emerged to leave. Suddenly we heard a helicopter flying outside the cave and were surprised to see one rise up from the void on the other side of the cliffs that bordered Farrington Highway. Then the sirens could be heard approaching and we thought we were in a horrible predicament.
Turned out some tourists had decided to climb the ridge above the cave and had reached a point where there were stranded. A rescue was underway.
With a great feeling of relief, we headed back south down the highway. Probably barefoot.
Aloha Tim! Thanks you for reading and sharing such a great story! Must have been a great relief 😉