When I lived there, Hanamaua Bay was not known by tourists. There were no lifeguards or public parking or snack shacks. Very dangerous waters, which we respected.
But, we would hike along the perimeter to the toilet bowl. That was dangerous, but wild. See attached link.
Before the built the H3, it was just the Pali and Likelike highways connecting the two sides of the island. We used to hide up the stairway to heaven to the top of the island. Pretty cool views.
Spent almost every weekend morning at Pyramid Rock, which was on base. Took me 3 months to learn how to paddle out past the breaks to the lineup. Sometimes when I got flushed by a big wave, I would sit out there for an hour trying to muster the courage to ride a wave home.
Great times. We did our drinking at happy hour, and I was usually conked out by 9:30 PM, but up at 6:00 AM on Saturday and Sunday mornings to boogie board.
About once per month, would go to Waikiki. Hung out at an Australian bar. Rose 'n Crown???
It was a terrific part of my life.
Link: Toilet Bowl