Waipu Caves and Hiking in the Rain

I heard screaming from inside the cave. A chilling sound, especially frightening when pitch black.

Luckily, the screaming wasn’t a call to action, just a run of the mill group of Jr. High students on a class field trip.

They were obviously excited about the caves, evidenced by the dozens of beams of light criss-crossing, obviously a generation too late to heed the Ghostbuster’s warning. Also the afformentioned screaming.

Waipu caves are a free set of glowworm caves near the town of Waipu. A French photographer said the caves aren’t as bright as the famous ones in Waitomo, but they have the benefit of being quiet and dark…usually.

The cave entrance starts out wide enough, and a slippery path leads back to the first glowworm cave. In the dark, the glowworms look like constellations of blue. Words could not do the experience justice.

The cave narrows, to the point where you have to duck down and traverse some knee high water and leads to a second cavern full of glowworms.

The second cavern has a tunnel which circles back around and ends up where it started. If you try to continue on through the water, it becomes deeper and there aren’t glowworms reaching up to chest-high water. I didn’t venture further.

After the caves, I was inclined to do a short hike near the cave’s entrance. The hike led you through a forest, which put you in a person’s cow pasture.

I was getting rained on throughout the hike. I also was the only person on the trail either direction. The two could be related.

After the hike, I made my way to the next campground, about an hour and a half drive away.

There were very few cars on the road, as very few people live in New Zealand. There also were quite a few single car width bridges, with handy signs indicating which direction had the right of way.

I was expecting the highway up north (or 1) to be a highway, but it has been a one lane road with passing lanes every few kilometers.

I arrived at Otamure Bay, my campsite for the evening. The nearest town is Whananaki, which is a few kms to the South.

The campsite is situated next to a beautiful beach. It looks pretty similar to the last campsite. I have been told the North island areas all look pretty similar. I guess we will find out over the next few months.

Street Art

Honalulu’s Kakaako district is a place where street artists worldwide demonstrate their talents. Every year, the urban art collective Pow! Wow! brings creatives from around the world for an art festival, including live mural creation.  The district is covered in beautiful colors and is truly a sight to behold.

Afterwards, we explored Honalulu outside of Waikiki and the beach.  Kurt knows many of the side streets and secret beach access routes.

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One of my favorite parts of Hawaii is the ability to stop for thirty minutes and spend some time in the beach.  Traffic?  Pull off and hang out on a beach until it clears up.  Just got Poke and need a view while you eat?  Beach.  Feeling a little warm and need to cool off?  Beach.

Not a bad life.