XPEDBC
Adventurer
Hopefully this is the right place to post this. It wasn't a hardcore trip but BC is so beautiful I think a few people will appreciate the photos.
So last week I decided to head out for a few days of exploring as my wife was stuck working and I had some vacation to burn before the end of the year.
I loaded up my snow shoes, downhill skis, Kona mountain bike and sleeping bag with no real itinerary.
Day one I travelled west from the Greater Vancouver Area approximately 150km to Hope BC where the Fraser River Valley turns into the Fraser Canyon. Before it got too dark I hopped on the bike and explored the area around Hope. The area is still at a fairly low elevation and was snow free that day. I snapped a few blurry shots before it got too dark:
Sunset from town facing the river.
Underneath the girders of the Trans Canada bridge over the Fraser River.
From the park in the middle of town. There are a bunch of huge chainsaw carved logs of grizzly bears, eagles etc scattered throughout the park.
I drove up and over the 4400 ft pass on the Coquihalla Hwy (as seen on Highway Through Hell: http://www.discovery.ca/showpage.aspx?sid=45238) through the snow and slush and eventually made camp on an icy road south of Merritt BC. Merritt is a cowboy and ranching town and still has one of the largest operating cattle ranches in BC (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Douglas_Lake_Cattle_Company). This area of BC is one of the driest and is classified as "semi-arid" and pictures of the area will surprise people who haven't been to BC yet.
In the morning I did some more riding around the Merritt area and explored some of the back roads:
There aren't too many areas in the province that are still snow free. All the higher elevations surrounding this area have snow which is too deep to wheel in without a serious rig.
If anyone is curious, the Sequoia has a mild lift and 33" duratrac tires among a few other things. We've had it less than a year, but its been a trusty truck and has taken us to the Arctic Circle and back already. For this trip I removed the sleeping/storage platform to make room for the mountain bike (stored inside for better security). When you remove the seating for 8 passengers you gain a lot of room inside!
For the evening of Day 2 I continued north to Kamloops and beyond up to the valley of the Sunpeaks Ski Resort. I camped by a frozen lake in about 6" of snow. There were no other campers in the campsite so I had the place to myself.
Day 3: This day I splurged and went lift skiing at the resort. There wasn't much fresh snow but the views were great and it was nice to be back on skis.
I decided to go for a sunset cruise, this time back west along the Trans Canada toward Cache Creek. This stretch follows Kamloops Lake which is 29 km (18 miles) long and the highway has a few scenic stops along the way.
Here's a shot during the daytime and summer:
and here's the shot I took in cold December:
It was approx -5 Celcius air temp with a wind chill of -20 Celcius.
I continued west to Cache Creek which is a small village with an interesting history attached to its name. There are a few theories but the one I've heard is that a pair of wagon-trail bandits robbed a stash of gold, coming south from the goldfields of the Cariboo Gold Rush (the year 1859). The bandits were being chased by the long arm of the law and apparently stashed the stolen gold in the bank of a small creek, a tributary of the Bonaparte River. The bandits were caught shortly after and put to death by hanging. To date, the gold has never been found..... or so the story goes.
I treated myself to dinner by the fire at the Bear's Claw Inn in Cache Creek: a cozy place:
It was tempting to grab a room at the Inn as the temp dropped to -9 Celsius (without wind chill) but I decided to continue south to the area around Spences Bridge, another small settlement along the Thompson River and is pretty much dwindling. While leaving town, two big grey wolves ran across the highway in front of me. I found a camp site along the river and set up for the night - the only human around!
Despite the -9 temp, I was perfectly warm in the down sleeping bag (even without socks) and had a good long sleep.
Day 4:
After a good mug of java, I hopped on the bike for a exploratory ride on some of the gravel roads. The temp was still -5 below with a wind chill approaching -15 or so. I followed one road out of town along the river:
Then I found a nice partially frozen water fall. I had to scramble up some clay cliffs to access the slot canyon. The ground was frozen solid which made for some sketchy moves! Partway up, I realized I was encroaching on a group of bighorn sheep. I was topped out where I was as I was facing enough exposure that I'd be seriously injured if I slipped (and nobody knew where I was). I noticed one particular sheep above which began to show some stress due to me being there. I backed down with a few more sketchy moves and gave the sheep some room for a more comfortable escape. I did not want him to charge me while I was barely hanging on!
Most of the sheep made their way across the canyon and I snapped a pic:
I found a safer way up the cliffs and finally had a nice view of the falls:
I looked it up when I got home and apparently the falls are 123 feet high!
I decided to find another way back, and followed the flow down stream into a deep slot. I was able to cross the water on ice while hanging onto a log (again very careful as I was alone and without an itinerary to leave). The water made some crazy formations and I had to take a picture of them:
Another important factor to this area are the railways. There are two national rail lines running through the same canyon here (CPR and CNR) and the lines have been carved out of the rock in some places.
and I'll throw in another pic (albeit blurry) of the truck and rail lines in the back ground:
That night I returned home, thus ending my lil adventure.
Hope you guys enjoyed!
So last week I decided to head out for a few days of exploring as my wife was stuck working and I had some vacation to burn before the end of the year.
I loaded up my snow shoes, downhill skis, Kona mountain bike and sleeping bag with no real itinerary.
Day one I travelled west from the Greater Vancouver Area approximately 150km to Hope BC where the Fraser River Valley turns into the Fraser Canyon. Before it got too dark I hopped on the bike and explored the area around Hope. The area is still at a fairly low elevation and was snow free that day. I snapped a few blurry shots before it got too dark:
Sunset from town facing the river.
Underneath the girders of the Trans Canada bridge over the Fraser River.
From the park in the middle of town. There are a bunch of huge chainsaw carved logs of grizzly bears, eagles etc scattered throughout the park.
I drove up and over the 4400 ft pass on the Coquihalla Hwy (as seen on Highway Through Hell: http://www.discovery.ca/showpage.aspx?sid=45238) through the snow and slush and eventually made camp on an icy road south of Merritt BC. Merritt is a cowboy and ranching town and still has one of the largest operating cattle ranches in BC (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Douglas_Lake_Cattle_Company). This area of BC is one of the driest and is classified as "semi-arid" and pictures of the area will surprise people who haven't been to BC yet.
In the morning I did some more riding around the Merritt area and explored some of the back roads:
There aren't too many areas in the province that are still snow free. All the higher elevations surrounding this area have snow which is too deep to wheel in without a serious rig.
If anyone is curious, the Sequoia has a mild lift and 33" duratrac tires among a few other things. We've had it less than a year, but its been a trusty truck and has taken us to the Arctic Circle and back already. For this trip I removed the sleeping/storage platform to make room for the mountain bike (stored inside for better security). When you remove the seating for 8 passengers you gain a lot of room inside!
For the evening of Day 2 I continued north to Kamloops and beyond up to the valley of the Sunpeaks Ski Resort. I camped by a frozen lake in about 6" of snow. There were no other campers in the campsite so I had the place to myself.
Day 3: This day I splurged and went lift skiing at the resort. There wasn't much fresh snow but the views were great and it was nice to be back on skis.
I decided to go for a sunset cruise, this time back west along the Trans Canada toward Cache Creek. This stretch follows Kamloops Lake which is 29 km (18 miles) long and the highway has a few scenic stops along the way.
Here's a shot during the daytime and summer:
and here's the shot I took in cold December:
It was approx -5 Celcius air temp with a wind chill of -20 Celcius.
I continued west to Cache Creek which is a small village with an interesting history attached to its name. There are a few theories but the one I've heard is that a pair of wagon-trail bandits robbed a stash of gold, coming south from the goldfields of the Cariboo Gold Rush (the year 1859). The bandits were being chased by the long arm of the law and apparently stashed the stolen gold in the bank of a small creek, a tributary of the Bonaparte River. The bandits were caught shortly after and put to death by hanging. To date, the gold has never been found..... or so the story goes.
I treated myself to dinner by the fire at the Bear's Claw Inn in Cache Creek: a cozy place:
It was tempting to grab a room at the Inn as the temp dropped to -9 Celsius (without wind chill) but I decided to continue south to the area around Spences Bridge, another small settlement along the Thompson River and is pretty much dwindling. While leaving town, two big grey wolves ran across the highway in front of me. I found a camp site along the river and set up for the night - the only human around!
Despite the -9 temp, I was perfectly warm in the down sleeping bag (even without socks) and had a good long sleep.
Day 4:
After a good mug of java, I hopped on the bike for a exploratory ride on some of the gravel roads. The temp was still -5 below with a wind chill approaching -15 or so. I followed one road out of town along the river:
Then I found a nice partially frozen water fall. I had to scramble up some clay cliffs to access the slot canyon. The ground was frozen solid which made for some sketchy moves! Partway up, I realized I was encroaching on a group of bighorn sheep. I was topped out where I was as I was facing enough exposure that I'd be seriously injured if I slipped (and nobody knew where I was). I noticed one particular sheep above which began to show some stress due to me being there. I backed down with a few more sketchy moves and gave the sheep some room for a more comfortable escape. I did not want him to charge me while I was barely hanging on!
Most of the sheep made their way across the canyon and I snapped a pic:
I found a safer way up the cliffs and finally had a nice view of the falls:
I looked it up when I got home and apparently the falls are 123 feet high!
I decided to find another way back, and followed the flow down stream into a deep slot. I was able to cross the water on ice while hanging onto a log (again very careful as I was alone and without an itinerary to leave). The water made some crazy formations and I had to take a picture of them:
Another important factor to this area are the railways. There are two national rail lines running through the same canyon here (CPR and CNR) and the lines have been carved out of the rock in some places.
and I'll throw in another pic (albeit blurry) of the truck and rail lines in the back ground:
That night I returned home, thus ending my lil adventure.
Hope you guys enjoyed!
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