Christmas 2017 was going to be a special one. It was the first Christmas that I was having with my Girlfriend, Maelys, and it was going to be the first time she was going to spend it without her family. We were going to make this one our own.
Bret is an award winning photographer hailing from the South of England. He’s spent the last few years photographing in sub-Saharan Africa, Amazon Rain-forest, the Arctic Circle and Australia as well as in his native land. 2016 was a big year for Bret having moved to Australia to further his photography career. And further it he did. He had been shortlisted in Outdoor Photographer of the Year, Bird Photographer of the Year and Australian Nature Photographer of the Year. In 2016 he won Australia Geographic’s Photographer of the Year in 2016 for the Threatened Species category and the two images shortlisted in Bird Photographer of the Year both featured in the accompanying book. In August 2017 he won the Gold Award in the birds in flight category.
Maelys and I were planning on hiking / camping up Wedgemount Lake this weekend but we decided that seeing as it was cloudy and raining we should maybe try one that is a little less challenging so Garibaldi Lake was the option… We ended up kind of sleeping in and decided to do Garibaldi Lake as a day hike on the Sunday… We slept in and enjoyed the time together before she went back to Belgium for a couple weeks.
In the end we decided upon a sunset dinner up Black Mountain.
This was the first venture for Sam and I into the wilderness of the US. We had done a lot of hiking over the last year on the North Shore of Vancouver and up towards Whistler so we thought we would try something new. My goodness, what a treat we were in for.
Last summer, I spent a little time in the Canadian Rockies with my dear housemate from London, Loz. We had already taken in a couple of smaller hikes that would take a morning or an afternoon but now it was time for an all dayer. So we took on the Iceline trail via Little Yoho.
The Easter weekend was upon us, and I couldn’t get tickets to see Mastodon in Seattle so there was only one thing to do, and this was to paddle up Indian Arm. I was first told about this place a few weeks ago and it just so happened that a friend of mine was looking for a 4th person.
– March 25th and 26th –
We had dubbed this as the last backcountry trip of this winter in the knowledge that we wouldn’t be able to make it out as a group again for a while. It was made even more important for us having ballsed up the last backcountry trip (i.e. leaving it to the last minute). To prevent that happening again we had planned this 2 months in advance and so we were very much looking forward to it. Unfortunately the Dutch Waffle wasn’t able to make it at the last moment but it was going to deter Sam and I from being in the presence of Mount Gandalf, Mount Aragorn and Mount Shadowfax – the land of Tolkien.