I think it all started with the Trip-That-Must-Be-Taken and the mentioning of the Climbs-That-Must-Be-Done in a magical place called Squamish-The-Outdoor-Capkital of Canada. No, there aren’t any wizards or witches in this story…..just two girls on a Quest for great climbing.
We arrived in Vancouver on the 7th of august, bright eyed and almost left behind (that’s a story for another time). We picked up yaris and proceeded to try to get to squamish. Unfortunately we really didn’t have a “you are here” sign with us so that really meant it took us three hours to get to squamish. Using our feminine wiles, we got a killer campsite (complete with wi-fi), pitched a tent, and proceed to the grocery store. Not having eaten anything all day, we stood in front of the chocolate aisle salivating, until the excellent idea of heading to the pub was conjured up. After a pint of Howe Sound Brewery’s Award Winning Garabaldi Honey Pale Ale (I heard that description on the mountain station 107.1 fm) and platter of fish and chips, we were ready to greet the evening with sleep.
The next morning, we awoke to overcast day and the wonderment of climbing. What shall we do today? Something to warm up on…..we headed to Bog Wall at Murrin Park and did the first climbs that we saw. Did a 5.9 and a 5.8. I have no idea what they are called. Then we headed to Shannon falls and did khalaine crack (apparently on our tick list) [5.7], which is a classic 5 start route of the area. We also got on some not-so-classic 5.8 called Cardhu Crack. Good start to the trip. I figured we could handle this thing called rock climbing. Upon returning to our home, we found steve wandering the campgrounds, having just arrived that morning and completed a bouldering session. Yay! We have just enfolded another into our midst. Tomorrow is another day!
Cara Berhenti berkeringat Malam
10 years ago
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