The alarm got me out of bed at 5.30 a.m. (so far so good) and about an hour later I hit the road – with a good deal of trepidation, I may add. Snow had covered the ground overnight but the dusting was thin enough that I did it. Then, the first bit of the road was rather slushy and slippery – but driving carefully, it was fine. After Enterprise Corner, all was well and I got to Nelson ten minutes early. Perfect.
Then my ride arrived, but my driver explained that she might have to turn back early so best if I follow her to Salmo and hitch a ride from there.
This, of course, was exactly what I was trying to avoid – and I told her that. She blithely said, “Oh the road’s fine – no worse thatn Silverton.”
Okay – Silverton was good – no snow – I could do that.
Her idea of okay roads and mine differed rather wildly. As soon as I headed south, snow, slush, a bit of ice and all kinds of just plain s#%t on the road. I crept along and made it just at the 8.30 – meeting time. I almost turned around once. I almost cried once. I swore softly the entire time.
Late that morning, Chris correctly diagnosed my condition as PTSD. My ride thought I ought to learn how to drive in winter conditions. Fair enough. I just didn’t think this was the day I would have to do that.
Okay – so we got to the trailhead, put on our snowshoes and headed up. I have to admit that Chris (and crew) did a fine job of trail building. The snow was heavy, wet and surprisingly slippery. I think the slippiness of it drained some of my energy. At any rate, we plodded up (five of us). A few spills along the way (of course). I think we decided early on that we weren’t going to make the top. The weather had us pretty socked in and the distance and elevation to the top were a tad formidable for breaking trail the whole way.
So we stopped at noon, had lunch and headed back down – near the bottom, our speed of descent eased up a fair bit, given the snow conditions. All in all – about 700 metres of elevation over about seven K in almost five hours.
I drove back over the pass into Castlegar – a tad mushy at the top but all in all, a much better choice than up to Salmo.
Nope – not quite as expected – but, as always, just plain wonderful to be out with good people.
Came home to find that Simon had almost completed the porch. It looks totally fabulous.
Realtor coming to visit us in a few days. Very curious to see what he has to say.