Bus Fun and Being Rebels at the LOST set and Turtle Beach

Disclaimer: I got really tired as I was writing this and periodically dozed off throughout writing it. I apologize if it doesn't make a whole lot of sense when you read it while you're awake.
One of my dear friends out here left yesterday. She graduated a couple of weeks ago and the school only allowed her to work for a few days following commencement. This meant she had a lot of free time to do things on the island she'd never done while she was in school. She got a copy of my work schedule and would plan her day accordingly so we both could go on adventures. This past Tuesday involved a trip to Lanikai Beach (a.k.a Turtle Beach because of all the turtles that hang-out there) and the set of LOST.
She and I have the worst luck when we take the bus together. Even though buses are scheduled at the stops every 30-40 minutes we almost always end up waiting at least an hour. We don't know how it is possible that this happens to us every time but it does. Anyway, we finally got on the bus and finally made it to Turtle Beach. We decided to walk down to the set of LOST first- appx 1/2 a mile away - then chill with the turtles after.
LOST isn't filming right now so the shacks and other props are saran wrapped and protected from visitors by a bright-orange plastic fence. We walked up to the fence and took a few pictures, then started talking to the two security guards there. They were really nice and told us we should come back the first week of August because that's when the show will resume shooting again. We thanked them and wandered off to see what else there was.
We saw a dirt road on the other side of a bump of sand and decided to check it out. On the other side of the road a sign was posted on a tree that said "NO TRESPASSING." We continued to move toward the road reasoning that if we stayed on the road we wouldn't be trespassing. As we discussed this we walked through a patch of sand that was HOT!!! The bottoms of our feet started burning and we instinctively ran toward the tree and the shade. We pulled out our slippers (flip-flops) and put them on again (it's too hard to walk on the beach with them). My friend decided to creep over by some bushes (always remaining on the road) and take a few more pictures. I started to go with her then stopped. Perhaps some of you are impressed that I didn't sneak around with her, however, the only reason I stayed where I was at was I had received a text from a friend and was replying to it. I was still doing that when she quickly tip-toed passed me and said, "I think they saw me!" We scurried back over the rise and continued to look for more photo options. Once again we found an area that led down to the road. We were near another shack that was covered in the orange glad-bag fencing and could tell that if we took the photo at a lower level you wouldn't be able to see it.
This time I went first. I jumped from the small rise onto the road just in time to be seen by a security truck turning onto the road some 300 ft away. I figured it wasn't in my best interest to run at that point so I stayed where I was at and just laughed with my friend about what we were doing until the truck pulled up by me. He told us we were on government property that was being leased out to LOST. We told him our plans to get a better picture and he relaxed right away. He told us we couldn't go any further though. He also said that they had upped security since last year when they had caught people trying to torch all the shacks and props. He talked to us for another few minutes and then we left.
We walked near the water and took pictures of the sea turtles swimming near the beach. When we got back to Turtle Beach there was a HUGE turtle sitting on a rock warming itself the the sun. Several people got near it to take a picture. I took my friend's picture near it, then, she traded me and attempted to take my picture. Unfortunately, the batteries on my camera were exhausted. She pulled her camera back out and got ready to take the picture when a volunteer beach patrol lady came up to us.
"Step away from the turtle!" she shouted. I was two or three feet from it before she said anything to me.
I moved further away and my friend hurried and snapped a photo.
"You're harassing the turtle! You must remain 5-6 feet away at all times! Get behind the red rope!" We looked and noticed a rope half buried in the sand and stepped on the other side of it.
"These turtles are still considered endangered and you can't harass them like that!" The turtle didn't even act like it had noticed anyone as it basked in the sun, but we had heard enough from the lady and decided it was time to head back to La'ie.
We went to the bus stop and commenced to wait. We decided to call the phone number listed on the sign to get a listing of times the bus was scheduled to stop there. I finally got through to the hold music (which is quite a feat in and of itself - most people are disconnected because the lines can't handle that many calls. My friend and I had been several times before) when we saw the bus off in the distance. We couldn't believe our luck, we'd only been there 20 minutes! I hung up and we waited excitedly. . . until we read the "Out of Service" sign on the public transportation vehicle. Frustrated, we both started calling the information line again. This time my friend made it through. She learned a bus had been scheduled to stop at approximately the time the "Out of Service" bus had passed by and that the next one wouldn't be by for another 40 minutes. We tried to convince ourselves that another one would be coming shortly - that it was following just running late. Our bus-luck proved itself once again and we spent the next 35 minutes waiting for our ride to pick us up.