Canadian
Wilderness Expedition Day #1
Woke up at 7:30 am to Nick
grinding some coffee beans in the kitchen. Still drunk from the night before, I
staggered out of bed and began packing immediately. The Eh Team van swung
through at 8 sharp to pick me up. Guff, Jacob, Yatesy, and Frankie all greeted
me with an excited “Goodmorning Cunt!”. We ripped over to Charlie's place to
pick him up before heading over to the legendary Bon’s for an awesome, cheap
and delicious breakfast with crappy coffee. After Bon’s breaky we split and
began the long voyage north on the Sea to Sky Highway. It was my first time on
the gorgeous Sea to Sky and there were some of the most beautiful views I've
ever seen! Mountains meet the ocean in the most spectacular way. The dense, low
slung clouds seemingly consumed the mountain tops giving off a vibe of mystery.
Making a quick stop in Squamish to buy some
flats of beer (Fuck man! Canada charges an arm and leg for booze. What the hell
is the deal man!) and some brooms from the local hardware store and we are back
on the road! As we approached Whistler I thought it was about time for a
shotgun, this sudden “Shotgun!” call became a standard on the trip. Beautiful
sights = Shotgunnism. We made a quick stop for a quick beer and a piss then
back on the road!
Yatesy is the man when it comes to keeping on
schedule. A short drive after the shotgun stop we make a detour at Ben
Dubreuil’s to say “What's up!?”. Yup, that means another beer or three. While
at Ben’s the sky opened up a little and wet the roads down. So we took a ride
up this rad gnarly highway road and my ears kept popping around every hairpin.
Fuck man this road was righteous!! Steep as fuck with tight hairpins. About
half way up the road we entered those still low-hanging clouds. Fog all around,
cold damp air engulfing us.We rip up this mountain and after a bit we stumble
across a rad river with a massive log jam spanning the width. We burn out into
the turn off, kick our shoes and socks off, roll up out pants and sprint to the
water. A solid 13* Celsius and we are freezing in the pissing rain trying to
make our way out onto the logs.
After a few minutes we
decided this was too awesome of a place to not
shotgun a beer. We throw back a beer, take a leak and run back to the van
to blast the heat.
After a good time climbing and descending we
enter a small mountain town that I can’t pronounce the name of. This town was
in a valley surrounded with breath taking mountain views and a big raging river
tearing through the heart of it.
The weather cleared and the sun started
peeking through. We hit up the market to get dinner in order. After the market
we split to find Charlie's mystery cabin in the woods. We got a little
lost but Yatesy's internal GPS held it together [because our phones had zero
service] and we found the way here. A delicious pasta, garlic bread and salad
dinner was whipped up by Frankie and Yatesy [Thanks guys it was delicious!]. A
few beers later, we were all nice and relaxed and enjoyin’ the view.
Guff was trying to nail down his
knife throwing skills and Jacob and I attempted to fish in the lake (to no
avail). The sky cleared briefly and we got a short view of the stars as the sky
darkened. The temperature dropped with the setting sun and the Fireball kept us
warm late into the night.
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