So the puppies and I set off in the fog that the sun dissipated in fits and starts. And there is something to be said for the loveliness of sun shining through mist.
We headed up the trail and up and up, came across bear scat but no bears and saw the green of spring in full-on form. Birds were having a lovely day looking for mates or building nests or working on their tablets:birdmatch.com.
We kept going up, peeled off a layer and finally hit snow around the place where Nicky and I had our super viewpoint in the winter. We trudged through snow for a while but we postholed pretty badly and it was running a river underneath – so, not the kind of snow that lends itself to travel. At that point I decided to freelance across to the viewpoint – this, by the way, is much easier to do in the winter when you don’t have to fight your way over a mile of deadfall – and then there was the postholing issue.
But we got there, took in the view, and headed back. By then the sun was out in full force. Spotted a bunch of orange peel fungus – first I’d ever seen. Not only visually beautiful, but also a delight to touch – kind of silky.
Got back three hours after setting out. Came home to find Simon being an electrician (now being a painter and a plumber (downstairs toilet fixed) – oh the hats this man wears!).
It was a good shoulder season hike. I figure three weeks until we can reach the top. Much like Davis Creek – a few more weeks. And I suppose Kinball Lake is also another few weeks away. And then Kuskanax. And then Idaho Peak. And then Seven Summits Trail – and, and and….