I have a friend who fondly calls me the “crazy cat lady.” Due to recent stressful events, he advised me to “seek serenity.” So I have been.
I’ve been coming out to Lake Wilson to paddle board after work. I found that heading up the South Fork of the Kaukonahua River is very serene. I can just lay on my board, stare up at the sky, and just float and ponder. Or, in my more curious moments, I’ll explore the areas around me.
In my explorations, I’ve run into others who’ve shared their mana’o (knowledge) about this interesting lake piquing my curiosity even further. For example, if you were to wrap around the North fork of this river, you might encounter a secret hole… not just any hole, but Conaway’s Hole. He probably thought that this hole would be a good place to hide stuff. Hmm. This might be something that I’ll have to check out. And if you were to keep heading in that direction, you’re likely to come across what I’ve always thought looked like an oversized aluminum can laying horizontally half buried in the ground. But apparently that’s not what it is. It’s a shelter. A Quonset Hut to be exact. Still looks like a giant aluminum can to me. And I guess there are other types of huts along the lake too. Like a Pizza Hut. But I’m lactose intolerant, so I have ZERO desire to check that place out in my wanderings. However, I was told to stop at the County Yard along the shoreline; it’s a happening place with a lot of friendly fisherfolk who like to chat.
During one of my outings, the winds were blowing westward and I found myself drifting towards unusual landmarks around the lake. Like a giant rock along the shoreline. It’s called Dick’s Rock. How did I know the rock had a name? I asked the friendly fisherfolk at the County Yard. They seem to know a lot about this lake. I knew ZERO about this lake when I first began paddling here. But I’m learning a lot. Like how scouts used to be able to camp on Boy Scout Island almost every weekend until the state said “NO CAMPING.” I learned that little tidbit from rl39e8 who learned that from Stan Wright, author of “Hawaii Bass Fisherman,” July, 2008. How sad that the camping adventures were ruined for young explorers.
Now I don’t wear a watch when I paddle board and my phone is safely secured away in dry bags, so when I see the sun getting low on the horizon, that’s my signal to start heading back. The friendly people at the County Yard are always reminding me to be back to my car by 6:45pm, because that’s when they lock up the gates. I’m careful to make it back early, but the needles from the Ironwoods in the area always stick to my board so I have to give myself extra time to rinse and wipe my board down before loading it back into my car.
While most cats tend to dislike water, I’ve become quite fond of Lake Wilson and I highly encourage anyone seeking serenity to spend some time exploring the waterways here. It is very peaceful.
Information on obtaining the proper permit to access Lake Wilson can be found here:
http://www.hawaiibassfishing.com/default.asp?nc=3&id=43
Licenses can be obtained here: https://freshwater.ehawaii.gov/freshwater/
Oh, and the actual cache is not at the posted coordinates.
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