““It’s amazing what a change in weather does. I woke up to find today sunny and calm. All is well, except we have to hike Matt out.””  •  Today’s weather completely reversed yesterday’s sour disposition. The sun was strong and bright, the sky clear as far as we could see, and the wind was no where …

I woke up and remember the pint-sized indy 500 last night in the tent. I giggled as I wrestled out of my mummy bag.  •  To say the day was crisp would be an understatement. The sky was a deep blue and high level clouds sat off to the south-west. The ridge was as beautiful at sunrise as it had been …

I woke up to find that I had in fact endured the night of stench. Apparently there is enough oxygen in pure stink to survive on. I crawled out of the tent and wished I could put on some clean clothes. I wandered down to the kitchen to find a few others up. I silently wished they could put on clean …

I wake up to the thought, “crap, I can’t sleep this afternoon”. Solo is over. Today I rejoin my hiking mates and we will continue on in our quest for awesome adventure in the mountains of BC, or something like that.  •  I have a problem, I don’t know, or I can’t remember, what time solo is …

In less than three days I have developed a well ingrained routine. I wake up mid morning, eat, sit around for a bit, go back to bed, get up in the afternoon, eat, sit around some more, then go to bed. Today was no exception. The day turned out to be clear again, a little cooler than yesterday, but …

The night once again brought frigid temperatures and scary noises. A couple of times during the night I actually said out loud “Hey Bear”, the sentence Jasmin told us to say if we saw, or thought there was a bear nearby. It’s strange how “city” my ideas about wildlife and survival were. Before …