Update:
Crazy Molokai Trip report.
Had quite the experience taking the 208 to an outer island for the first time. Planned the trip for a few weeks for Labor Day weekend in what looked like a good weather window and utilizing a 4 day weekend. I originally planned to leave on Friday morning to cross the Kaiwi Channel to Molokai and return back across Monday morning. Unfortunately the high winds that were forecasted all week (that were supposed to diminish by Friday) did not diminish in time. Due to this, I pushed departure until Saturday morning and loaded the boat up Friday night to sleep at the Harbor and depart just before dawn. Throughout the night, I could tell the winds still did not die down which raised some apprehension about the trip. We decided to launch out of Hawaii Kai with my three friends and see how conditions looked around China Walls. As the sun was rising we made an attempt about 1/4 mile off from the sea cliffs and as soon as we were out of the lee we were hit with consistent 8' breaking seas. It was an immediate "no-go" and we carefully turned around, putting the seas at our stern which was a scary 5 minutes until we were safely around the corner again. Checking Windy and weather reports confirmed that the winds persisted, but were expected to diminish through the day.
We decided to anchor just off Hawai'i Kai and relax until later in the morning and make an attempt further offshore, as being so close to the cliffs may have magnified the conditions. We figured if conditions don't improve by noon, we will just make a South shore surfing trip out of it since we had our boards with us and scrap the trip to Molokai altogether. Around 11:00 rolled around and more discussion, we decided to give it another shot with still a high apprehension. This time, I aimed more to the South and made a wider turn around China Walls and as expected saw conditions slowly pick up the further out and the less lee we had. The problem with what I did was that the conditions did not immediately change within a 100 yard area, instead it was a very gradual increase. By the time we were four or five miles out of Hawai'i Kai we noticed the conditions were not as bad as earlier, but still very hairy. I'm not the type of person to over-estimate seas and swells and have 5+ years on the water as a professional mariner and Captain. In the channel there were consistent 6-8' seas, with a steep 10' wave every 5 minutes or so. I would predict that winds were around a consistent 30mph with some higher gusts, and I would say we were at a 7 on the Beaufort Scale. For anyone that knows Hawai'i, you can get rare windows of good weather in the channels between the islands, but the tall mountains and constant tradewinds that aim right down the channels, normally funnels the wind and seas into these 25 or so mile gaps magnifying wind speeds and seas. You expect the channels to be rougher than your occasional fishing trip offshore, but this was NOT the day to cross over to Molokai.
As we aimed towards Molokai, our trackline had us taking the seas off our port bow. When the bigger sets came, I had to slow down to maintain just enough momentum to keep control over the crest, but to back off right at the peak so we did not air drop 10 feet but rather eased back into the trough. We went on for maybe 20 minutes and could tell the conditions were not worsening, despite being terrible as we continued into the Channel. A look back at my friends in the cockpit, soaked from head to toe and uneasy looks on their faces my friend Casey said "Are you sure about this, I think we should turn around and go back." In my head I answered "There is no way we can take these waves off the stern and maintain control for all those miles" so to ease the tension a little knowing that I honestly felt safer going into the seas, I said "It's going to suck, but we'll be ok."
So we continued on. About an hour into the crossing my shoulder was on fire from constant throttle jockeying and conditions were so bad that none of us even had a thought to let go of whatever we were holding on to, to get video or pictures. We were taking so much spray over the bow that even with the hard top and canvases fully shut I was soaking wet at the helm. I kept my radio set on Channel 16 and my girlfriend was guarding the PLB like it was her baby. The girls kept their lifejackets on and Casey and I had them at our feet. I knew of a friend that was crossing the channel the same day on a big sport fisher (he also regretted it), but he was more to the South heading toward Lanai' which gave me sort of the "At least I'm not alone out here" feeling. We passed a tug and barge within about a mile and I remember imagining what the tug boat Captain was thinking about us. "Idiots" came to mind as he likely saw my tiny 20' boat disappear and re-appear in the troughs and crests.
It took about 3 hours to get get into a little bit of lee of Molokai and conditions quickly improved when we finally were able to breath, open up the canvas, smile a little and take the below picture.
I brought (2) 12 gallon tanks, which you see there in the cockpit and (3) five gallon tanks for extra fuel, since our trip was to remote areas of Molokai with no potential for refueling. My boat has an 82 gallon tank which was topped off before we left. This gave us an extra 38 or so gallons for a total of roughly 120 gallons. All the ice, food, camping equipment, gas, water, and the four of us meant the boat was rather bulky that day. After running up the West side of Molokai and anchoring in a few calm bays to snorkel and have a late lunch we anchored in a protected cove near the North West tip. The winds were very shifty in the cove and there was a narrow area to anchor in some sand pockets with reef and exposed rocks surrounding the small cove. We set the bow and stern anchor for extra security and camped at the beach for the night after a few celebratory drinks. Before the sunset, I did decide to syphon fuel from one of the external tanks to see where we were at. I was alarmed that we used nearly all of the 38 external gallons I brought in just a mere 30 or so mile trip, it was likely the extra weight and the conditions that forced our terrible mileage. I also learned later that the boat was very difficult to fill to full capacity and air pockets in the tank would make it start clicking off at the pump at nowhere near full.
This raised endurance concerns, as we planned to go around the Northwest Point (Ilio Point) and past Kalaupapa to anchor among the various coves at the base of the highest sea cliffs in the world. After packing up shortly after sunrise we rounded the point and still had some residual wind, but much improved conditions. The weather was supposed to lay down for the rest of the weekend and we were already seeing it quickly improve that Sunday morning. We chugged along to the East as the sea cliffs got taller and taller.
We took a break, drifted, and went for a swim around the leeward side of Kalaupapa before rounding the peninsula. My first planned anchorage was where we intended to spend the entire day and night if conditions were right, and it did not disappoint.
We all slept on the boat that night as ferrying camping equipment to shore via the paddleboard sounded tedious, but it was an incredible day with the best views I've had in my life. We woke up early again and anchored in another small cove with equally impressive sea cliffs and some amazing caves.
That Monday morning conditions were even better than Sunday, and we turned around at Pu'uka'oku Falls (I recommend googling that, as we took more videos than pictures during this trip). This is where my fuel status made me decide to turn around as we had 30 miles to get back to the Channel, and another 30 miles to O'ahu. The transit back was about as calm as the channel can get, enough so that I let my girlfriend drive as we put the outriggers and lines out and I took a nap in the sun. We were back in Hawai'i Kai around 3pm after a scenic route from Sandy's Beach past Hanauma Bay. My boat still had about half a tank left and a few gallons in my external tank, which means that either I truly burned nearly 40 gallons crossing the channel, or I was not nearly full when we left.
Below is a picture of the set-up the day before we left to camp at Hawaii Kai. My Ahi fish bag made for a great second cooler out of the way.
Above is as were were testing different locations for the fuel tanks.
All in all it was an insane trip that I will never forget. Should we have crossed the channel that day? Absolutely not. Knowing that weather did not improve much, I should have saved it for another weekend, or taken more time off to push it to Sunday-Tuesday. However, I'm glad I did not panic and try to turn around, because knowing the conditions and the boat, I felt much safer continuing for a nasty three hours, than try to risk taking those seas off our stern for 30 minutes.
Hope you enjoyed the trip report.