I drove that crumbling golf cart track along the cliffs around the north end of Maui once. After fifteen miles I saw a two lane highway ahead, and felt like my life had been given back to me.
I took a rental car on a quest for a surfable spot on the East side of Guadalupe. Found the surf and got the deposit back. Luckily they did not look under the car. Goat paths are rough on the undercarriage. Had a non surfing friend from PA with me. He swore to never get in another car with me on a mountain again. Some of the best surf of my life and had to hit it alone.