Lost Mountain

I’d quite forgotten how high 1,000 metres is – and how steeply up you have to go if you intend to cover that much elevation in less than 4K.

That said – what a day it was! It was a day that fed my soul. I ached – my cardio worked. My leg muscles worked – as much up as down – but oh my gosh – the sweat and pain were so worth it. Lost Mountain is a bushwhack until you hit the ridge – but the route is flagged so that’s something. We started of on hiking boots and pretty quickly put our snowshoes on. Once we cleared the trees and got out on the ridge we were in a winter wonderland. We were also in a cloud and could see absolutely nothing. No matter – our close-in views were magical.

Naturally, I feel behind the group near the top because I had to stop for photos every few minutes.

And then, we got to the top and did not enter our names in the summit register because it was buried under about 10 feet of snow. But just as we decided it was time for lunch, the clouds parted and the sun came out.

Talk about magic!

Coming back down the ridge was fun – just snowshoe-skiing down the slopes. And then we hit the trees. By the way, did I mention steep? I fell twice on the slushy, slippery snow – and then, to add insult to injury, I had to go back to pick up my hiking poles which I had, unfortunately dropped.

Good sense eventually prevailed (not mine) when Peter (fearless leader) suggested we take off our snowshoes. Much better. Still madly slippery but ever so much better.

About 5.5 hours after setting out, we were back at the trailhead. I would call it a perfect hike/snowshoe. Feeling good. Also, feeling very ready to do Ymir Peak tomorrow.

And I should mention, I came home to find Simon hard at work with a burn pile – and to the upstairs of the house DONE! The last window framed. OMG! Fabulous! Yes, pictures will follow.

Simon mentioned that it looks best with the chandelier on.



About goodyniosi

Writer, avid(!!!) hiker - living life to the fullest. Love, life, bliss - getting high on getting high (in the alpine that is)
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