Monday, July 14, 2008

Mt Pierce & Tricouni Peak


Last week I joined Duane and Theresa for a hike with the North Shore Hikers, a hiking group that goes out a few times a week. Our destination was Mt Pierce not far from Chilliwack. The weather didn't look great, but up we went anyways, hoping for a clearing. This first picture is from part way up, in the clouds.

This is the first lake, still partly frozen. We stopped here for a brief lunch.

This is the still mostly frozen lake at the ridge just below the summit. The view still wasn't improving. We tried for Mt Pierce itself, got to the false summit at 1850m, and decided to turn around. The view wasn't getting any better, so there was no real point.

This last weekend, however, the weather was amazing, so Duane, Theresa and I (Sarah as a a bachelorette party) piled in the car and headed to Tricouni meadows. The road was pretty horrible, but we got to about a kilometer of the trailhead, where we gave up and started walking up the road. After a few minutes in the heat and dust some generous souls in a pickup drove us the rest of the way up in relative luxury.
The trail starts in moist (i.e. muddy) alpine meadows but quickly reaches the snow line and a few nice lakes.

Duane and Theresa above the lake.

This is the view from just below the highest lake. We aimed for that pointy peak right in the middle of the picture, 2100m.

After some trudging we got to this bowl between the mountains and traversed to the false summit (the little pointy one on the left of the summit in the panoramic shot).

If you've ever wondered what traversing is like, this pretty much sums it up. It's hard work and you usually have to make sure you don't slip, although this particular stretch was quite easy. Mostly we try to focus on the route most of the time, taking breaks to take in the views and allow our heart rates to return to a more reasonable level.

To reach the summit we had to scramble (rock climb) up some steepish exposed ridges. Maggie had some trouble, but intrepid dog that she is she made it up and proceeded to beg bits of sandwiches from everyone in sight (we ran into another party and sort of joined up). Unfortunately for me, my vertigo took over so I quickly downed my lunch and got off the tiny summit to a more comfortable spot to have the rest of my snack.

This is the view from the ridge up to the summit. Pretty neat.

And your fearless (or fearful, to be strictly accurate) author, working on a beard. Call me Amundsen.

Wednesday, July 02, 2008

Flora Lake Loop - A Tale of Two Summits

This past long weekend we went to Chilliwack Lake Provincial Park for a 4-night trip. Here are the pictures and video. Uploading these takes a lot of work, so appreciate the effort.
All of our trips start like this - with Maggie whining.

A short hike got us to Lindeman Lake. A beautiful little lake with perfect clear water. Unfortunately, a bunch of loud jerks also found the lake and ruined it for the rest of us. Not a big deal though, the next morning we were up bright and early and we were outta there!

(This is Sarah) Beautiful and cold this lake was! And yes, those jerks were unfortunate. They had a dog with them that barked all night, which is probably why so many people are anti-dog in provincial parks out here.

Of course Maggie had to have a quick swim.

After a horribly steep climb, we got to a gently valley that led to our next destination, Flora Lake. Of course the valley crosses countless rock slides, so our progress was slow and dangerous, but we made it unscathed thanks to our designer leather Italian leather boots.

That's right, designer boots ;) Thank God for the boots though! I don't know how many times I lost my balance or toppled a bit only to be saved by my boots! If you're planning on doing any hiking out here with us (will anyone ever visit us??) get a good pair of hiking boots.

The valley in question

Flora Lake. Notice how the snow comes right down into the lake. It was FREEZING!!

The view from our camp just before bed. I trudged that tripod all the way for this shot alone, so enjoy it.

Our camp. You'll notice the snow on the left and in the background. This site gets sun for about 2-3 hours a day, and we were gone for most of that time. Not a huge shame because the water was very cold. There is also a creek to the right and one to the left, actually. But the one to the right brought down a very cool breeze, so we cuddled up with a campfire and fleece blankets at night.

The first of the two summits. This was a pseudo summit, but it was high, and there was a good view - and we climbed it - so it counts.

And what a climb it was.

Seeing as we didn't hurt ourselves on the way up, we tried our best to do so on the way down.

Still trying. For the record, this is quite a bit of fun. Way better than jumping off of wimpy cliffs in Killbear, like some people I know.

This is our second climb - up Flora Peak. A bit more demanding, as you might be able to tell from this picture. I decided to become a quadruped for this climb. Maggie's really on to something! There's a good reason she always reaches the summit at least 10 minutes before we do ;)

But the view was spectacular in all directions.

Chillin'. Below is a panoramic showing Chilliwack Lake, which we didn't visit, but is the namesake of the provincial park we spent the weekend in.



I have terrible vertigo, standing like this is pretty hard for me. (i.e. Remi's a big wimp)

Like this too. It didn't help that this is what we had to go down. Flora Lake is in that little depression at the bottom. This is roughly 600m above the lake, a little more than the CN tower.



The last three videos are kinda fun. It takes an hour to go up, 10 minutes to go down.

Maggie was pooped!


Walking across the rock slides.

The day after climbing up to Flora Peak we decided to walk back out the way we came in and spend our last night at the other lake (Greendrop) near the Flora Lake Loop. Our other option was to haul our giant packs up over the ridge we climbed to get up to Flora Peak. We didn't feel safe doing so, so back we went! The trail to Greendrop Lake, our next stop, was a little flooded. We got wet.

Greendrop Lake, we camped here for our last night. This lake was warmer and absolutely full of trout (rainbow, we think - naturally occuring, not stocked). We could see them from pretty much wherever we stood along the lake shore.

Devil's Club. It's pretty, but it has huge sharp spines on virtually every surface, even the leaves.

This was was very warm... well, at least it wasn't very cold. I got to play a bit and clean myself up. As you might guess, Maggie had a fit when daddy was in the water, so she had to join him.

Our cozy campsite. Shortly after I took this picture, some very strong wind came up, complete with ominous thunderheads. We scrambled for 20-30 minutes to stow away our gear, lash the tent down, cover the food, store firewood, batten down the hatches, and for nothing.

The sky cleared up and there wasn't a cloud in the sky for the rest of the evening, which is a good thing because we had neither tarps nor rain gear. That's what you call trust in the local weather guy. We're pretty much retarded. It wouldn't have killed us to carry one tarp! Although with the wind I don't think it would have done much good.

A dead trees with lichen. Neat.

Sarah cooking up some nutritious Tuna Helper, our new favourite camping food.

Stoking the fire. Don't be fooled by the flames you see here. Remi's fire-building/maintaining abilities leave something to be desired. It's like pulling teeth to get him to put more wood on the fire!

On the way out we decided to wear our sandals through the wet part of the trail. A wise decision. It saved us lots of time. The water was so cold! But as Remi mentioned, trudging straight through was much easier than trying to get around.


This is a good example of what it's like walking on a rock slide. You have to be very vigilant.

Back at Lindeman Lake. The water was chilly here, but it was do-able, especially after our quick dips in icy Flora Lake. It was so cold! I just jumped in without touching because I knew if I tried to ease myself in I wouldn't be doing any swimming ;)

Showing off.

And Maggie needed a final little bit of help across the last hard parts. The harness works pretty well for this. Although you might be able to tell from the look on her face, she doesn't enjoy the "help" very much ;)

And to cap off our trip in BC we decided to go on a wine tour on the way home. It was pretty awesome. There are four wineries right off the highway in Abbottsford. Only one of them was any good, but we still got to buy lots of wine and try a bunch of stuff. I couldn't take a picture because Sarah wasted the last of the batteries taking pictures of the scratches and bug bites all over her legs. Too bad. It really is too bad! We were FILTHY! Not exactly wine-touring attire ;)

All in all, it was a fantastic weekend. We were very lucky with weather (30 degrees and sunny) and barely sunburned at all!

Remi and Sarah :)

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Maggie and her new pack

I had to post this video of Maggie adjusting to her new pack. This was during the High Falls Creek hike. More videos to come later!

Sarah

Elaho Canyon

Our first camping trip of the season. This trail is in the same area as High Falls Creek (last post) about 100km away from Squamish on a bone jarring logging road. We left the house around 5pm, expecting to get to the trailhead in time to make our first camp, but it took three hours over rough terrain to get to the trailhead. Luckily, there were campsites at the trailhead. Unluckily, it was raining. Undaunted, we set up a makeshift camp and set up a couple of tarps to keep the tent dry.

When we woke up the next day the rain was just stopping and the sun came out, a nice way to start a day. We lazily packed up our stuff and headed off on the trail. Parts of it are poorly marked, but we had a nice walk through some old growth forest with a few huge Douglas firs. After negotiating countless fallen trees, we eventually found the proper trail and headed off towards our goal: Canyon Campground. The trail meanders up and down around dry creek beds through a nice forest before arriving at Cessna Creek. There was once a bridge here and the crossing in our guidebook is only described as "problematic". For us, with our packs, the dog, the high water and steep canyon walls, it was game over. We turned around and headed back to Lava Camp near the trailhead.

Lava Camp was nice, located high above the junction of the Elaho River and Lava Creek with nice views down the canyon. However, the only source of water was 10 minutes down a steep ravine to Lava Creek, where we could get some glacier fresh water to cook our dinner. A bit annoying, but not the end of the world.

We had a relaxing evening and left early the next day so that we could take our time on the drive home. The road along the Elaho and Squamish rivers has many nice parts, so we found a good spot for lunch and relaxed there for a while before finally getting back on the road for Vancouver.

All in all it was a pretty good weekend of free camping. Now we work for a week before this coming long weekend. Hopefully we'll find something nice to do.


Sometimes we don't go over the best bridges. Our intrepid Sunfire was up to the task.



Our first camp.

Getting ready to go. We're out of the habit of carrying large loads.

The trail was a bit hard to follow at first, but we found our way.

These are the large trees.



This is the "problematic" bridge. I think there is a special circle of hell reserved for people who make euphemisms of this kind.

Some pretty moss gardens.

The Elaho Canyon.

Maggie is alergic to insect bites. It didn't help that she ate an ant that repeatedly bit her tongue.

Our camp.

A panoramic shot of the Elaho.

A tiger lily.

Our lunch spot. We decided to light a fire and have something nicer than cheese on crackers.