Saturday, August 20, 2016
Gravel Beach: August 2013). I thought about crossing over to Russell Island, but the wind was picking up and the idea of crossing open water always makes me a little nervous.
M and I went back down to Fulford on Wednesday and hiked up Reginald Hill. This wasn't as difficult as Mount Tuam (and was much easier to follow), but was still pretty steep. It summits on a rocky knoll with great views over Fulford Harbor and up the Burgoyne Valley toward Mount Maxwell and Vancouver island beyond.
Portions of the southern slopes of Mount Tuam are an ecological preserve and I suspect there are benefits from not having too many people trampling the grassy slopes near the top. This also looked like a very dry, fire prone landscape - maybe that's what maintains the open meadows.
I've got to stop trying to force an "s" into the first syllable of Tsawwassen (since I think it's supposed to be T'wassin). We arrive late morning, every year, with our reservation in hand, converge with others in our extended Salt Spring family, and check out coffee and snacks and souvenirs at the market. This place is more like an airport than a ferry terminal, except we're in a car with a boat on top (sometimes it seems like so is everyone else). Our boat to Long Harbor on Salt Spring Island is one of the smaller ones here. The boats to Nanaimo are huge.
We've seen orca on the crossing once, maybe twice. This year we saw whale watching boats in the distance, but if there were whales they were too far, too small, or too deep. One of these days we'll see a pod of orca in Active Pass, but in the meantime we'll settle for passing ferry boats.
I had plenty of time Saturday morning to drive into Vancouver and walk from the Burrard Bridge along the shore to Denman, checking out beaches, outdoor sculpture, and old haunts.
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Vancouver is an international city, but it's also the stepping off point for hundreds of small islands, remote lakes, and fjords, so besides long runways for wide-body jets coming from China, there needs to be a place for seaplanes to land and takeoff. They do this from a major seaplane base on the south side of YVR, along the middle arm of the Fraser.
* I think most of the small float planes we see in the Northwest are DeHavilland Beavers.
Sunday, July 31, 2016
Minotaur Lake lies below Labyrinth Mountain in the Little Wenatchee drainage, somewhere northeast of Stevens Pass. Theseus Lake is several hundred feet lower, but looked like it might be much harder to get to.
J and R were staying at the cabin, so we just met at the trailhead. Just J and R, since the kids apparently decided that laying around the cabin would be more rewarding than climbing a mountain with their parents and vintage uncle.
The hike up Labyrinth Mountain was fairly easy to follow, but I was sure wishing I still had that extra pint of blood I donated Thursday afternoon. It was probably just an excuse for age and poor conditioning, but the whole day I felt I was hiking several thousand feet higher than I actually was.