called "lao Needle, the traditional Hawaiian name for this 2,250 foot high
peak is Kuka'emoku. This peak is known as the phallic stone of Kanaloa,
Hawaiian god of the ocean.
"During periods of warfare, the peak was used as a lookout by warriors. It was here that some of the Maui warriors retreated from the forces of Kamehameha I during the Battle of Kepaniwai.
"Kuka'emoku is an arsenal remnant. It is at the end of a ridge comprised of a denser dike stone. The softer rock around the dike stone was eroded by streams and waterfalls."
Looking back on the upwards climb
The Lao Needle of Maui.
Or better known to ancient Hawaiians as:
The Phallic Stone of Kanaloa
As the Hawaiian name for the Lao Needle would attest, these early settlers
of Maui weren't in the least bit shy about love & romance!
Their ancient dances, as demonstrated in the hula (at the luau's), were another prime example of their healthy awareness of the better things in life.
Ah, imagine spending your life on this Pacific Eden, lounging on the beautiful beaches, living in lush jungles cooled by rushing waterfalls; feasting on all those coconuts, bananas, pineapples and such!
What joy the males must have known watching beautiful young girls dancing Hawaiian-style. And surely these maidens found those powerfully muscled young warriors more than exciting to share romantic evenings under the tropic moon. The thrill, oh, the excitement this must have offered to all concerned.
Of course the rumble from a local volcano, now and then, helped to add a bit of disruption to their otherwise dull mundane lives.
No doubt the natives got really restless when the earth shook and the mountains flamed in red and yellow fires!
Had they failed to satisfy the supernatural powers of the islands?
And when the the rain of stones and the flow of fiery lava had subsided, the people must have done their best to appease the Maui Gods of Kanaloa! Considering their name for the Lao needle, it is easy to imagine how passionately they must have enjoyed these ancient, primitive rites.
Until, of course, the coming of the missionaries who had their own idea of rights and wrongs--and stern warnings of Heaven and Hell!
Now, in modern times, all we have is this natural wonder, and a distant suggestion of its effect on the native population so long ago.
For but a while we basked in our imagination, not wanting to leave this high place of worship.
Then, reluctantly we started back down the winding steps into the lush valley below.
It was a beautiful journey to
this mountain stream.
Almost sadly we put the Gods of Maui behind us.
And returned, tiredly, to our car.
On our way out of the park we
Then said goodbye to the Leo Valley.
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The Maui Man.
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