poking about locally
Phelonius
Posted 9/25/2012 11:17 PM (#67183)
Subject: poking about locally



Posts: 725
Location: N.lat 20- 13' -58" W.lon 155 - 48' - 31"
My Dr650 carries a Ural hack and is off road capable. I use it to navigate some of the more (rustic) roads here on the island.
This is an account of a day last week.
After several days of feeling great depression probably brought on by
my health problems, I awoke this morning determined to try to get to
the Mo'okini. The Mookini is a Heiau (sacred temple), one of the oldest on the island and perhaps the largest
pronounced Moo ooh keenee
It is only 6 miles in a straight line but on the best
of days,(the only ones when it is accessable)
, it takes about an hour.
It starts with the offroad sidecar rig. I ride to the upolu
international airport. As usual there are no aircraft there and no
cars or people either.
I turn south on the ROUGH dirt trace, ( I won't call it a road ), and
drop into low gear for a safe speed over the treacherous ground.
Surprisingly the ground is in the best shape I have seen in two
years. I made this ride on the little fat tired two wheeler ( TW200 ) when I
first got here but did not go to Mookini then but only to Kamehamehas'
birth place.
Since then I have tried a number of times but always been stopped by
ground conditions like dangerous terrain and deep waterholes, and you
know my riding skills.
Today I made the two miles of rough with ease compared to past
efforts. I had to walk the last 300 yards up the hill to the heiau
along a stony path. I entered at the northwest corner looking at
everything with great interest. The first thing of great note I
encountered was an alter stone where sacrificial humans were killed
and the flesh stripped from the bones. The bones were made into fish
hooks and knives and other implements. Reports I have read do not
tell what was done with the flesh but I doubt it was wasted.
Passing the alter I entered a huge grassy area the size of a football
field. This whole thing is enclosed by a low stone wall. There was
another alter stone in the southwest corner like the first but
slightly smaller. Perhaps an older one. This place was used for
sacrifice for more than 1500 years. Suffice to say I could feel the
ghosts of ten thousand victims who had ended there lives here. Around
the hill side were traces of foundations where the housing of Mu had
been. Mu were a sort of police force that hunted down sacrificial
victims, often those who had broken some kapu but sometimes prisoners
of war were sacrificed. It is not known how many were sacrificed here
during the 1500 years or so of use but a conservative estimate would
be at least ten thousand, possibly twenty thousand. This is the
largest heiau on the island and one of the oldest. It was originally
built by the Marquessens who may have been first on the island
although I think there were Menehune before them.
It was enlarged by the larger more warlike Alii who came not long
after and ruled by force establishing polynesian culture as in Samoa
where they came from.
The stones that made up this place were brought by a long line of
men, perhaps more than twenty thousand who handed the stones from one
man to the next to bring them the 14 miles from Pololu Valley to the
southeast along the coast.
In the center was an entrance into the inner sanctum where other
rites were held. This place was a temple to the war god Ku.
There were some stones that looked like maybe foundations for quarters
for the Kahunas and some stone things I did not have any idea what
they were used for. There were some recent native offerings at one of
them.
As I was leaving the inner sanctum I saw a car enter by the eastern
up hill gate and approach. I was greatly surprised by this as I knew
that such things were forbidden. The car stopped in front of me and
some Hawaiians got out. I asked a question about how they got
permission to drive there and was told to ask the Kahuna. She was old
but very dignified as she exited the car.
She answered my question and I knew that some of her answers were for
Haole ears. As I walked west across the field, she and the group
entered the sanctum to perform some rite that I knew I would not be
welcome at so I walked back to my bike and rode on to Kamehamehas'
birth place. I saw an off road side by side vehicle come down and
stop next to my bike.
As I walked up I saw that the driver was a beautiful wahine about
twenty or so. These vehicles had come from up the hill where there is
an actual road that the public is not allowed to use. She introduced
herself as Meiolani, the grand daughter of the Kahuna.
We talked for a while and she invited me to use the upper road to
leave so that I would not have the hazards of the way I came in. She
drove ahead of me opening gates to let me pass. I thanked her and
rode back to town. Feeling much invigorated by my days experience. I
shall be going back there from time to time as the ground conditions
allow.

I suggest clicking here then use your search engine to learn more and
find pictures if you are interested.
http://officialtravelnow.com/mookini-heiau-warrior-kings-and-human-...

Edited by Phelonius 10/3/2012 3:46 AM
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SwampFox
Posted 9/26/2012 10:15 PM (#67198 - in reply to #67183)
Subject: RE: poking about locally



Posts: 1662
Location: Summer Grove, LA USA
Sure good to hear from you Phelonius. Glad you had the opportunity to look-about -- thanks for this history. But, OK, being escorted by the grand niece of the Kahuna? ..........................How 'bout that!
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Peter Pan
Posted 9/28/2012 2:11 PM (#67230 - in reply to #67183)
Subject: RE: poking about locally



Posts: 1886
Location: San Isidro de Heredia, Costa Rica
Phelonius,
glad to hear You are going fine. I was already worrying about You. Its quite a while we didn't hear from You.
Including my rig had a funny photo session with a few girls that made me recall your japaneese adventure.
Only diference. just a few days earlier I did break its Jawa 350ccm 2 stroker engine.
But yesterday I found a Husquarna 450ccm 4 stroke engine that might become the new heart donator for Jolly Roger 2.
She will turn into a Jaquarna, as "Jolly Roger 2 1/2" .

The killing field for sure makes one shiver still today.
But still today people didn't learn much. Our economics in big part is founded on useless wars far away.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KKxaMAxC3Go&feature=related
My Generation grew up with the saying, "Never again" but little later Mr Schroeder sent our kids to Pakistan, where to my time never a german soldier would have been sent to, because the Grundgesetz - provisional constitution forbid it.
Worse if the killing was/is for religious reasons/stupid egocentrics.
"When will they ever learn!"

Best luck and peace to all.
Sven


Edited by Peter Pan 9/28/2012 2:33 PM
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Phelonius
Posted 10/6/2012 9:27 AM (#67464 - in reply to #67230)
Subject: RE: poking about locally



Posts: 725
Location: N.lat 20- 13' -58" W.lon 155 - 48' - 31"
Peter Pan - 9/28/2012 11:11 AM

Phelonius,
glad to hear You are going fine. I was already worrying about You. Its quite a while we didn't hear from You.
Including my rig had a funny photo session with a few girls that made me recall your japaneese adventure.
Only diference. just a few days earlier I did break its Jawa 350ccm 2 stroker engine.
But yesterday I found a Husquarna 450ccm 4 stroke engine that might become the new heart donator for Jolly Roger 2.
She will turn into a Jaquarna, as "Jolly Roger 2 1/2" .

The killing field for sure makes one shiver still today.
But still today people didn't learn much. Our economics in big part is founded on useless wars far away.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KKxaMAxC3Go&feature=related
My Generation grew up with the saying, "Never again" but little later Mr Schroeder sent our kids to Pakistan, where to my time never a german soldier would have been sent to, because the Grundgesetz - provisional constitution forbid it.
Worse if the killing was/is for religious reasons/stupid egocentrics.
"When will they ever learn!"

Best luck and peace to all.
Sven


Back in the day, mid sixties, My Jawa 250 engine blew up. No parts available so I replaced the engine with a breathed on honda 305.
I then scavenged parts from an old Steib sidecar, the torpedo one, took the torpedo off and built my first off road hack rig. Geared for about a 60 mph top end, it was a very capable mud runner in the midwestern woods where I played at the time. In winter I raced it on ice and would drag a sled with a frozen companion on the frozen river.
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