On our third day, we decided we wanted to attempt to be completely self sufficient, meaning not eating any of the provisions we had packed for out trip. Therefore, we would need to hunt, fish, or gather fruit/vegetables to provide ourselves with enough food for that day. We were all super stoked at the idea, even though most of us had only foraged at the neighborhood Walmart.
On our hike in to the beach, we had passed the Kalalau stream. Having heard rumors that hippie communities lived along the water source higher up in the valley, we thought that its waters might be full of untold bounties. So this is where we began our hunt.
I must admit, none of us were too keen on going hiking up through the Kalalua valley, as we were still recuperating from the 11 mile hike in, and mentally preparing ourselves for the 11 mile hike back out.
Thankfully, the trek proved quite tame. Although there was no set path, following the stream was easy enough.
All we had to worry about was climbing around a few big boulders and jumping over a few slippery rocks. I would say the most risky part of the hike was trying not to hurt ourselves or anyone else with our three prong spears as we were walking through the forest.
We eventually came across a rather deep looking pool. The trail was full of small and medium sized cascades. The shade and cool water, really made the walk enjoyable.
So we dove in.
We could see prawns all over the bottom of the pools, but we spooked them as soon as we jumped in.
The prawns really loved hiding in the nooks and crannies beneath the falls. You would really have to stick your head under there for your eyes to adjust and see them. Often times, all you would be able to see was their pincers protruding out menacingly.
The water was pretty cold for me. The longer I was in it, the more I would start shaking uncontrollably, thereby loosing any chance at an accurate shot with the spear.
Our buddy from Molokai drew first blood with a clean shot through the crustacean’s carapace.
We were so excited to have shot something. At least we would have something on our dinner plates tonight. A quick inspection of the creature made it clear that we had no idea what we had shot, or if it was comestible. But we would try it anyways, FOR SCIENCE!
I wish we had laid something next to this monster for scale, but trust me, it was like 20ft long…
At this point, the rest of us had to pick up our game. We began checking under every boulder and left no stone unturned in the stream. Whenever someone would spot something, we would quickly relay the spear to them so they could take their shot.
Not gonna lie, I was pretty frustrated that I could not shoot anything. I was determined though. I was not going to return to camp until I had shot me a prawn.
After shooting 8 or 9 prawns, we decided that man cannot live off of prawns alone. We decided to return to the beach so that we could spearfish off the reef as well.
Another shot of us pumping water. We always carried the water filter around with us, so that whenever someone got thirsty they could just fill their bottle.
Just cruising after a long hunt
So fun to have friends that you can share these moments with. Best camp out ever!
The sunsets never disappoint over there.
The ocean provided us with a generous bounty that afternoon.
We caught 2 lobsters
Countless Opihi/limpets. These were actually pretty good. I had my reservations about eating what I saw as sea snails, but I was pleasantly surprised.
I think we impressed ourselves at how resourceful we could be.
The lobster smelled pretty great.
We also caught a Taco/octopus
The lobster were a decent size.
I don’t think we did half bad for a bunch of city slickers lost in the jungle.
We all ate our fill. It was an awesome seafood feast!
Some of us got a little creative with our dishes. This was the first time I had ever actually hunted/fished for sustenance. Most people in America hunt and fish for sport, but it’s a little different when you rely on the your natural resources to keep you alive. I must admit this gave me a totally new appreciation for the indigenous people of the Pacific Islands. It must have been so much work for the first Hawaiians to have to come up with enough food to eat everyday.
As a disclaimer: Always check fishing regulations. The division of land and natural resources will enforce the law if they catch you and the consequences are no joke. Help keep our resources alive!