Friday, December 21, 2007

Schabbster Comes To Town

Schab and I running through the only dry lands on Oahu

Well, my friend/college teammate Mike Schab came to visit us here in Hawaii. It was great to have someone who is so easy going around. He really complimented the house well. He did a bunch of stuff with Bernice, other stuff with Baum, and tons of running and hiking with me.
Action photo via Schab's camera

A bunch of the pictures were from our first run in Waimano up Manana Trail. I had run here once by myself, but I went to the water falls instead of the summit. The trail was very open and gorgeous. We both loved it very much. Schab was grateful to be running on trails since he know lives in Brick City (NYC).
Schab being all meditative and crap. No better spot though.

The next day went went on a hike with a co-worker of mine, ironically named Mike. We hiked up Pu'u Manamana on the windward side. The hike was amazing, but scared the crap out of me. First, I am not a big fan of heights even though I love to cliff jump into water and have been sky diving (I like to conquer that fear on occasion). Secondly, the trail is only 2 feet wide at most parts and thirdly, it's the windward side so the wide kept catching my pack and almost sent me off the trail a few times. It didn't help that after Schab and my co-worker Mike descended some cliff, as I was halfway climbing down it, co-worker Mike would always be sure to comment on how dangerous that just was and, "One wrong step and 'Man!' You're a goner!'" Anyways, we made it up and down safely and it is one of my most favorite hikes now.
To the average eye I look like I am enjoying myself, but the forward lean and the bent knees tell a different story!

Schab and I posing. You can see how it drops straight off on either side! And yes those are houses down there.
If you look closely you can see a tiny blue dot on the ridge. Thats me!

Schab and I after the marathon.


One of the main reasons that Schab came was to run the Honolulu Marathon. Of course being the sportsman that I am I joined him. We both ran pretty well and I enjoyed my first ever marathon.


You can't see it so well, but there is a faint grey line going up the mountain. That is a staircase for this old hiking trail, which is now illegal to hike, but people still do. It's called Stairway to Heaven. I cannot think of a better name.