Planet Haolewood

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Monday, June 22, 2009

Blog Entry #100... a Mystery

These days I’m fortunate enough to be living within walking distance of one of Kauai’s most beautiful beaches. It’s an easy walk but it includes wading across a stream that’s anywhere from waist to chest deep, depending on the tide. Some of the signs in the area are confusing and a lot of tourists end up driving down the road I walk to the beach. They stand next to their cars and stare across the river, wondering how they ended up on the opposite side as all the other people enjoying the beach. Over and over again I give directions on how to get there by car, but many of them simply follow my example and plunge in. It’s not cold after all.

Recently, I noticed a path on the side of the road heading off into the jungle that I had never seen before. Thinking it might be a short cut to the beach, I plunged down the steep embankment to see where it went. A few feet down the path I saw a piece of wood propped up on a log. It looked like a ramp kids might have made to jump with their bikes.

I continued down the path where I saw several other small ramps and a machete stuck into a tree. Small trees and branches had been cut to clear this path.

A little further down the path I came across a much larger ramp constructed of pallets and stumps that rose up to a six foot high platform made of scrap lumber and attached to trees.

Beyond the platform the path continued for a while before ending in an impenetrable thicket. It did not continue to the beach as I had guessed. The only apparent purpose of the path was to get to the ramp and platform. But what was it? Someone had gone to considerable trouble to hack a path through the jungle, bring in all that material and build this mysterious structure. The smaller ramps suggested a course for bikes but the larger combination ramp/platform did not really make sense for jumping bikes. The ramp would make a good jump, but why the platform. I’ve been discussing the matter with friends and housemates, but no one can divine its purpose. Any ideas?


At 6/23/2009, Anonymous Saskya said...

A jungle version of a dog agility course

At 6/23/2009, Blogger Time Eagle said...

I would like to post my theory regarding the jumps and subsequent Platform. My Theory is called the Phamtom Motorbike Theory. So, based on photograhic evidence(A-D), there seems to be some pre-cut wood, but not that much that it couldn't be salvaged from the nearby beach. Probably by someone with lots of time, but not alot of money, like someone on summer break from school. The ramps and jumps suggest someone youthfully inclined, but old enough to have access to a Machete, hammer and nails. Too much unnecessary work for one person, so I think we may be looking at a pair of 'perps. While studying the Platform photos(C-D), I noticed another small wall of logs that lies just beyond it. I believe the Platform is, in fact, the final insane jump over that small pile of logs. If you miss the last jump, you die. That's what kind of sick minds we're dealing with here. Since we can agree the platform itself would interfere with proper jumping, I believe it has never actually been used. In fact, I don't think these kids even have a motorbike, otherwise we would see tire tracks or their mutilated bodies after the last jump. Thank you.

At 7/21/2009, Blogger Matt said...

I think Time Eagle made them, just to confuse you.

At 8/06/2009, Blogger Time Eagle said...

Well, Matt...what is your theory called?

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At 6/10/2010, Blogger Cody said...

It's for riding bicycles. Even seen video somewhere of people riding in the trees on path's that are similar.


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