Snowshoe trips are awesome. They are cold. They are pretty. They get us into nature. Charity events are awesome too. They raise money for great causes in order to make this world a better place. How about combining the two? This is what I want to talk to you about.
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.
So the day has come for us to leave.
We are packed and ready. We needed to get from Kits, Vancouver to Victoria, where the Shuttle Bus will be picking us up the next morning (6am) to take us to the trail head.
“We should do the West Coast Trail [WCT] before the end of the season” said Flo
“OK”, said Scott. And that was all it took. Would I regret this?
Now that things are a little more settled in my travels, myself and my housemates are making a concerted effort to get out of the city at every given possibility. This usually means the weekends.
It probably comes to no surprise that Grouse Grind, on Vancouver’s North Shore, was the first hike I did in Vancouver. It was my first exposure to the Great Outdoors of North America and gave me a taste of what living here could be like.
Hanging around in Vancouver, waiting for our next adventure Flo (a friend who’s sofa I am crashing) and I decided to take a look at some fun that was a little closer to home. We set upon the Lions Binkert Trail in North Vancouver. Visible from Downtown, they look like Lion’s Ears.
Day 2 – I knew I had a short 30k day ahead of me so this was the perfect remedy for Day 1. This was a very quaint ride along bike paths that meandered through rural and residential areas of Victoria Island. It was flat, there were plenty of people and it was just ‘nice’.
Somehow and somewhere I had decided to ride a bicycle from Vancouver to San Francisco. It’s about 1150 miles or 1800 KM. I can’t really remember what it was that made me think it was a good idea to do it – but it was “Something to do” once I moved to Vancouver.