Today, Pat and I tackled Mount Cokely. The weather was perfect – warm, a cooling breeze, sunny: perfect. And we figured this would be good training for Jack Augerpoint. Cokely is 1500 plus metres up. We did it in a bit under 9 hours and we certainly weren’t going fast. And we sure as hell won’t be going fast up Augerpoint with big packs. So it was totally lovely.
My back was still a bit bad this morning but after a couple of hours of hiking, it was A-OK. Oddly though, now that I am home and sitting, it’s hurting again. But then haven’t I always said, “No matter the question, the answer is hiking.”
All I have to do is keep moving.
I have not been up the CPR trail in years of course. And wow! Changes. First, the clear-cutting near the beginning. Okay – we got out of that quickly and the trail was spared so that was okay. (as okay as a clear-cut can be) – and then we hit the blowdown. In the windstorm last December, a whole side of that steep mountainside was swept almost clean of trees. And not just little trees – these were massive old ones that came down like matchsticks.
Unbelievably, loggers had been up, sawed through stuff, cut steps in huge trees and restored the trail completely. It was a massive job.
But the trail is intact.
Of curse, the best part of the trail is the final bit up from the tarns: the scramble to the top and Arrowsmith, revealed in one swoop. It’s gorgeous!
A good day.
A great day.