We had another glorious day of hiking. I admit I woke up a tad grumpy – tired of being cold in the mornings. Thanks to my beautiful LOMYL (who graciously puts up with me), I got my sorry ass in gear and we headed out at about 8 a.m., arriving at the Black Tusk trailhead at about 8.30.
Oh my, this is a busy trail. Simon described it as Disneyland and at times that’s exactly what it was. Happily, the crowds thinned out the higher we got and nothing and nobody could detract from the beauty of this magical place.
We gained about 1100 metres of elevation through long, long switchbacks – and then popped out at Taylor Meadows into the alpine. The clouds parted and the sun came out. We were treated to magnificent views of the tusk and even more fabulous views of Garibaldi. We turned toward Garibaldi Lake at the Black Tusk turnoff – I did so want to go farther – Simon’s cooler head prevailed.
The lake is a gem with incredible views of the ice fields and fabulous glimpses of Garibaldi’s snow and ice-covered cone. After that, we booted it downhill and, I’ll tell you, those switchbacks heading back were at least twice as long as coming up. I don’t know how they manage that. I think some elves come around in the afternoon and lengthen the trail just for fun.
When we got back and slipped out of our hiking boots and into our sandals (sigh), we headed quickly to the Canadian Tire in Squamish where Simon got some more “stuff” for the RV to hopefully fix our generator problem. It is currently fixed and purring (roaring) away. Yay! My husband is a genius!
I bought more fresh fruit, the puppies have been fed and walked and I believe there is a frittata on the menu for dinner. (yes – I am cooking. It’s the least I can do for the man who keeps our off-the-grid life rolling along).