It was a rainy Tuesday afternoon in early March as I crashed heavily onto the couch after a long, hard trail run. Tomorrow was definitely going to be an off day! Or was it? Continue reading Beaufort Range 101: Mt Joan in March
By the time we reached the bench below Ben Lomond, it was half past decision time for me. I badly wanted to stand on that summit and look down on the Seymour Valley below! Problem was, I could not bring my knee any higher than my waist, and was having major trouble kicking steps. Ben Lomond Continue reading A Bad Case of the Bens, Part Two
Ben Lomond, to me, will never be just another mountain. Even from a distance, this sharp granite horn pierces the sky in a way that can only create a momentous first impression. The peak is located on the divide between the Seymour and Stawamus Rivers at the head of Clipper Creek, and this story, while it dates back some fourteen years, might as well have been yesterday in my mind.
The annals of mountaineering, especially those of social media offering, are so often filled with the stories of success. That is, you plan the trek, face the adversities, and eventually stand triumphant and heroic on the summit before staring down the descent Continue reading On Standing Down
Mt Callaghan, a worthy destination in a scenic valley beside a beautiful lake. I’d been that way before, so why not again? As much as you plan a nice, easy trek on a well walked trail and a pleasant scramble to a summit with panoramic views followed by some tailgating and a refreshing swim in a lake, sometimes, you know, the mountain gods have other ideas Continue reading How Callaghan Made Our Day!
Over the years, hiking and snowshoeing in and around Mt Seymour Provincial Park has occupied plenty of my free time, and, if you ask me, very few parts of the area can capture your heart the way the Suicide Bluffs do. It’s become something of a tradition Continue reading Idyllic Winter on Suicide Bluffs
As everyone here in British Columbia knows, there have been numerous hot summer days to go around this year. More accurately, the midsummer weather began early in May, and southwestern British Columbia has had one of its most active forest fire seasons Continue reading Coquihalla Dreamin’
In memories of Easters past, there will always be one, for me, that stands out from the rest. Most recollections of this holiday are marked by the gathering of families and friends, feasting on turkey, and catching up on everyone’s trials and tribulations. Then, however, there was Good Friday of 2006, and the day that was spent climbing Mt. Bishop in the North Shore Mountains Continue reading Good Friday on Mount Bishop
It was September of 2012, and a run of near perfect weather gave rise to the idea of climbing Mt Gillespie, in the Mamquam River Valley of the Coast Mountains. Sitting on a high divide in Pinecone-Burke Provincial Park, it’s a handsome summit that can be seen from afar. It’s also surrounded by several pocket glaciers whose days may well be numbered. So it was that Ted, Denis- also known as “The Retreads”- and I were rolling up Highway 99 at the customary early hour Continue reading The Retreads Grapple Gillespie
Tucked away on the sharp divide separating Cyrtina Creek and Furry Creek, the unofficially named Chanter Peak, approached via its western sub peaks looked to be an adventurous ascent. Simon had done all the research, and his promise of grand views with a challenging climb was more than enough to pique my curiosity! Continue reading Traversing the Ridge of Chanter