Saturday, July 6, 2024

West Coast Trail 2024

The start of the West Coast Trail at Gordon River.

I stood looking up at the impossibly tall and vertical wooden ladder that represented the start of the West Coast Trail (WCT). I knew there were ladders but this one was intimidating. And of course with our packs full, we had to climb with our maximum weight. It was the only way to get on the trail. The landing craft had already left the pebble beach, and other hikers were waiting their turn to climb the ladder. The simple rule was, one person on a ladder at a time. This was the start of an awesome coastal hiking adventure.

 June 28, 2024 - Day 1: Gordon River to Camper Bay (13 km - 9h,30m)

I awoke in my own bed at 5:15 am. My pack was already packed up and ready to go. Trekking poles stowed. All there was to do was to put on my light hiking gear, pick up my pack and hike through the early morning streets of Victoria to the bus stop.  I met Charlene at the corner of Linden and Fairfield and together we walked (hiked) along the quiet streets to the Crystal Gardens bus stop on Douglas Street. 

West Coast Trail Express - bus to Gordon River

Other hikers were already at the stop and visibly happy to see us as it meant they were in the right place.  Right on time the West Coast Trail bus arrived. It was a 2017 vintage converted school bus, painted in West Coast Trail Express colours. The reason for using a converted school bus is they need a vehicle that can handle the punishment of driving hundreds of kilometres along unpaved rough logging roads.  This is not your typical bus route. It exists solely to transport hikers for the West Coast Trail and the Juan de Fuca Trail, and it is surprisingly quite a busy route. It runs once a day every day during the hiking season (May to October). 

On the boat to cross Gordon River to the trailhead

After stopping along the way at China Beach Trailhead to drop hikers and pick up 13 hikers, and then at Botanical Beach to drop hikers, we arrived at Gordon River Trailhead at 9:20 am.

We checked in, paid our park access fee (at the time it was $11 per day up to 5 days then annual pass price applies). As Canada Day is free park access we only had to pay for four days on the trail.  Our hike was planned at five day.

Start of the hike

At 10am, all hikers attended the mandatory briefing by the park rangers. This covers how to read the map, how to read tide tables (both of which are supplied and came in extremely useful). They also provided details on any animal sightings, trail closures, and warned us to only plan hiking at 1 km per hour on the first six kilometres of the trail.  They also advised once we get to Wlbran River Crossing we had covered the most difficult section of the trail. Then with that, they handed out our backcountry passess and walked us down to the water taxi. 

On the Gordon River to Thrasher Cove section of the WCT

Sixteen hikers and a boat designed to hold 12. The operator was okay with squeezing us in anyway, so i ended up standing behind the operator. The crossing was a pleasant five minute ride across the river to a little pebble beach, where the operator beached the craft nose first and then dropped a gangway so we could walk off. While I appreciated not having to get our feet wet, it was somewhat ironic as that was the last my feet were dry on the entire trip. 

Facing us was a tall ladder, and that was, apparently, the only way to access the trail. We waited our turn and the began the climb. The park rangers advised always keep three points of contact when climbing or descending a ladder; advice I took to heart. Normally climbing a latter you would move a hand a foot at the same time, maintain two points of contact. But these ladders had thick well spaced rungs, so going slow but steady was much safer to do. 

More ladders

Finally at the top. One ladder done. And this didn't count towards the official 38 ladder sets on the trail.  A set of ladders could be anywhere from two consecutive ladders split by landing to a record seven at one location.  

From here it was a gruling tough hike as we climb up towards the highest point on the trail, only to descend and equally steep trail. Deep mud puddles and massive roots to climb over made the going very slow. Downed trees meant navigating around, under or over. And then deep gullies to cross. Usually these were traversed by using a set of ladders to get down, only to then immediately climb another set of ladders back up. While fun, ladders where slow as only one person at a time could be on them.

Remains of a steam donkey on the trail. This used to be a telegraph route - not sure what this would have bene used for, other than to haul things up the hill.

We made it to the junction for the trial down to Trasher Cove at 2:50 pm. This was a great spot for a break and we ate apples and plums. Fresh fruit on the trail is a luxury. Unfortunately, and as I expected, we had missed the tide to get around Owen Point today, so we decided to continue on the trail to Camper Bay. While a little better than the first six kilometres, this section of trail was pretty slow going to, and in all it took us five hours to make the remaining 8 kilometres to Camper Bay.

Lots of mud, some of it thigh deep, on the trail.

We could see Camper Bay as we descended the ladders and entered the camp area on our first cable car. These were fun. A tight fit for two backpacks and two people, but a fun ride to halfway across, then  hard haul on the rope to pull all our combined weight up to the opposite platform.  It was 8:15 pm when we walked into camp.

Camper Bay was packed. There must have been 30+ tents sets up on the small sandbar at the mouth of the river. We found a spot between two tents and set up there. And just in time as a light rain started. While I set up the tent, Charlene made dinner - Anne's Mac and Cheese with home dried vegetables and skip jack tuna added. And we ate the last of our fresh fruit. It was delicious!  After cleaning up and storing the food in the food lockers, by 10 pm we were in our sleeping bags and flat out asleep.

On the cable car to cross Camper Creek to Camper Bay. One of five cable cars on the WCT.

June 29, 2024 - Day 2: Camper Bay to Bonilla Point (15 km - 9h,50m)

Busy at Camper Bay



We were up at 6 am and were packed and ready to go at 8:20am.  Leaving Camper Bay we had a steep climb up ladders back to the trail and much the same as yesterday on a rough muddy foresty trail. The trail was unrelenting and my estimate of 7 hours to make the nine kilometres to Walbran Creek was off by about 30 minutes.   We walked onto the beach at the mouth of the Walbran River at about 4 pm. Now we had a decision. Could we make the tide to hike the beach up to Bonilla Point?  We needed tides below 2.7 metres. I spent some time calculating and figured we had until about 6 pm to make it around Vancouver Point, and 7 pm to get to Bonilla Point before the tides would be too high.  Hikers heading south who had just completed that section assured us we had time.

Pick your route across the creek.....

So with that we waded across Walbran River; the river was about knee high. A lot of hikers were taking off their shoes and rolling up their pants. But why bother. My feet where already wet with mud. We just waded in and it felt so refreshing. Though I did forget the back-country pass was in my pocket and it got pretty wet.  

Coastal views made the trail that much easier.

The beach hike was lovely. Pretty hard packed sand. We watched Grey Whales as we hiked and were weary of the tide as it was coming in fast. At the end of the 2.7 metre tide section, we came across a couple sitting at the trailhead studying their map and tide table. I guess what they were doing so I assured them they had time to make it to Walbran before the tide. It was 5 pm and the hike had taken us only 40 minutes.

A rather intimidating ladder up a sheer rock wall.

We arrived a Bonilla Point camping area about 6:30 pm, and we were the only ones there.  We had the entire camp area to ourselves; such a nice change to the night before.  And a waterfall right in the camp. What a perfect spot to end the day.

Crossing the Walbran River

Charlene went for a swim and shower in the waterfall. We got the tent set up and had Mac and Cheese for dinner again (this is the heaviest of our foods, so they get eaten first). It started to rain around 7:30 pm. It was light misty rain but it certainly soaked everything. We had a protected area under trees so we really didn't get wet, though the tent was exposed. We re in our sleeping bags by 9 pm and asleep as the rain pattered on the tent.

Hiking the beach with only an hour left of favourable tides

June 30, 2024 - Day 3: Bonilla Point to Tsusiat Falls (26 km - 11h,55m)

I awoke in the middle of the night with part of the tent collapsed on me. The weight of water had caused the tent peg to come out of the sand. The pegs are not great in sand and I usually use rocks on top to provide more counter force. It didn't take long to re-establish guy-line and add more weight to the peg. it survived the night. 

Bonilla Waterfall - right in the camp area made a perfect shower.

We woke early to the sound of rain. We had a long day planned so we got up about 5:15am (and yes it is light at that time at this time of year) and were packed and ready to go by 7:20am. I always hate packing up the tent when it is wet, and it must weigh another kilo with all the water that the sil nylon soaks up.  With out rain jackets on and umbrellas up, we set off up the beach in the rain.  

Hiking in the rain

We passed Carmanah camping area and waded across the Carmanah River and arrived at the burger shack by 9:00am. Too early for a burger but so tempting. We kept moving, climbing the trail over the Carmanah Point headlands before rejoining the beach for a lovely hike all the way up to the Cheewhat River. Well mostly. We had to go off the beach and climb ladders up high then back down after a short trail to get around an impassable surge channel.  The tide was quite low and still going out, so we were able to walk on the rocks and look at tide pools. 

We waded across the Cribbs River about 10 am and as we did we could see a lot of hikers hanging out at the camp area. They were waiting for the tides so they could continue north. We had timed it perfect as the tide was low enough after 10 am and it was exactly 10 am when we were wading across the Cribbs River.

Morning fog

The lovely beach hike ended and we then had a beautifully smooth forest trail to take us across the Cheewhat River the inland and right into Nitnat Narrows. Beautiful board walks along this route, with the occasional mud pit just to keep it real.  We arrived Nitnat Narrows Crab Shack at 2:30 pm.  

Such a beautiful morning to hike the beaches at low tide

We took a break here and had an early dinner of one full freshly caught crab, Pacific Cod, and fully loaded baked potato, two ciders, a Bubly and Reeces Peanut Butter cups, all for about $130.  In the middle of nowhere, that is good value.  We stayed at the crab shack until 4:00pm.  The food tasted amazing.  

Endless paradise of hiking

At 4 pm we showed our extremely wet back-country pass to the ferry operator and he took us and four other hikers across Nitnat Narrows to the trailhead for the northern section of the West Coast Trail. While the trail started out somewhat muddly on the climb up, it soon became a very pleasant hike through the woods and we mad good time to the beach. Once on the beach we had an easy hike on the packed sand. The incoming tide made the headlands a bit more of a challenge and we had to time the surf to climb up onto one of the headlands.  Once around this we could see Tsusiat Falls and it did not take long to reach it from there. We arrived about 7:30 pm.


Lunch/Dinner at the Crab Shack at Nitnat Narrows - freshly caught crab, Pacific Salmon, fully loaded potato, with cider, Bubly water and Reece's Peanut Butter Cups.

This camp area was on the beach below some towering cliffs. It was quite busy so we set up at the south end of the camping area. I was confident we had pitched above the high tide line. High tide was at 9:15 pm so I didn't expect the tide to come much further. As it was the surf reached to within 2 metres of the tent.

Coastal views along the trail north of Nitnat Narrows

After setting up the tent, Charlene went to swim in the waterfall and bring back water to filter. No dinner tonight but we had some snacks instead. Then I sat and watched the whales.  In our sleeping bags by about 9 pm and after watching some downloaded YouTube videos (no service so had to watch whatever was downloaded to the phone) I was asleep by 10 pm.

easy sections of trail - loved these!

Canada Day - Day 4: Tsusiat Falls to Darling River (13 km - 6h,00m)

No rush today. We slept in and go tup around 8 am. I left the tent up to let it dry out and relaxed on the beach, while Charlene went for a swim in the waterfall. We took our time packing up and got going about 11 am.  The start of today's hike was a tall flight of four ladders to take us up well above the waterfall.  

The trail was pleasant and relatively easy to hike. It offered peak-a-boo views along the cliffs and eventually brough us to a set of steep ladders to take us down to the Klanawa River and a cable car to cross it. Two young hikers ahead of us were enjoying helping people on the cable car, so they ended up hauling us across.  

From here we were on the beach and again we had favorable tides to allow us to make the transit. If the tides were too high we would have had to wait it out at the   Klanawa River as there is no alternate trail. The day was bright and sunny but also a pretty strong westerly wind was blowing against us. 

We had about four kilometres of trail to get around some surge channels and dangerous coastline, before getting back on the beach for the remainder of the hike to Darling River. This part of the beach was hard to hike as it was loose pebbles and the rocks were not really favorable for hiking on, even with the tide so low. 

Tsusiat Falls = our home on the 3rd night

We got to Darling River at 4 pm and only one other hiker was ther. We debated continuing to Malcolm Creek, about two kilometres further up the beach, but in the end decided we'd set up here and have a short day of hiking.  The wind was pretty strong and that made setting up the tent a lot of fun, but I managed to get it up and used rocks to hold the pegs down in the sand. The tent held to the strong wind all night.  

Cable car to cross Klanawa River

I spent a lot of time relaxing and watching the whales and sea-life.  As the sun set we lit sparklers in celebration of Canada Day. We debated having a fire, but the wind was so strong I don't think we could have got one going. Nobody else was bothering with a fire that evening.  

Taking advantage of the low tide to avoid the boulders

Watched some downloaded YouTube and asleep by 10 pm.

Tent setup at Darling River


Happy 157th Birthday Canada!

Day 5: Darling River to Bamfield (22 km - 7h,30m)

Another relaxing morning, and woke to a mix of mist and sun. Typical morning on the West Coast.  Last time on the trail to take the tent down and back everything into the backpacks. And one last time applying glide to my toes and putting wet Marino wool socks on, and putting my feet in wet shoes.  Nothing really dries fully on the West Coast Trail. My feet will be soaked again soon from river crossings and deep wet mud.  

Low tide this morning made the going relatively easy

We started our day with an easy walk along the pebble beach at low tide to Malcolm Creek, where we had to go on trail for the remaining 12 km to the Pachena trailhead. At 10km we came to the Pachena Point Light Station, and we stopped in the grounds there and talked to one of the two light keepers. They live there year-round, and supplies are brought in by helicopter, except bulk items like fuel and furniture, those are brought in once per year by barge. The barge anchors out, and then a aerial line is used to haul goods up to the light station, and a flexible boom is used to pump fuel and oil into the massive storage tanks.   

The 1907 Lighthouse at Pachena Point is still in operation

hort way further down the trail we came to a side trail to a view point overlooking two sea-lion haul-outs. We could hear the sea-lions from the trail well before we got anywhere near the lookout. We had lunch, ate the last of our lunch food and snacks) at the viewpoint watching the sealions. There were hundreds of them.  

Sealion haul-out at Pachena Point - it was fun watching this mum chasing her pups.

From here, it was a relatively easy trail, with some muddy section, and a lot of small hills and gullies to navigate across.  We missed the beach access onto Pachena Beach (the tide was favourable for this route) and didn't notice until we were at the ladders. Rather than go back we decided to finish on the forest trail, so we climbed three ladders to the top of a steep hill, navigated a fallen tree, then descended down four ladders to the trailhead at Panchena Bay. We walked off the West Coast Trail at 1:55 pm, and checked out with the rangers.

End of the West Coast Trail - checking out at Pachena Bay trailhead.

From here we walked through Pachena Bay Campground, and then a local road along the Pachena River, before joining a hiking trail that ran alongside the Bamfield Road. We had a pleasant and easy walk along this trail right to the market in Bamfield.

Hike from Pachena Bay to Bamfield

We were hungry, so we asked at the market for advice on open restaurants. The cafe at the market had closed at 2 pm due to staff shortage. It turns out only Flora's was open in West Bamfield. Charlene had heard from a southbound hiker that this was a great place to eat. So we got a water taxi from the dock over to Flora's ($10 each for the water taxi), which was a fair way down the inlet.  We had fish and chips, a Thai bowl, fish chiviche, beer, cider and a homemade carrot cake with caramelized walnuts.  In all the food was amazing, and the owner of Flora's makes everything by hand.  If you're in Bamfield, highly recommend it.  We sat out on the deck overlooking the inlet and boardwalk.  

West Bamfield - boat access only

After dinner, we took the water taxi back to east Bamfield, then walked about 400 metres to our campsite for the night in Centennial Park. We had a nice grassy pitch, perfect for the last night as it meant I didn't have to get dirt and sand out of the tent before packing it way.  The campground (which was small with about 20 campsites) had free hot showers and flush toilets. A luxury after no running water (other than rivers and waterfalls) and using composting toilets all week.  

Water taxi

Day 6: Homeward Bound

We had lots of time in the morning to get going.  It had been a dry night, no condensation or due on the tent. I left it up a bit longer to ensure it was bone dry. We laid out our sleeping bags too to let them air out before final pack to take them home.  Our packs were light by now as we had ditched our water bottles (2 litres each means a loss of 2 kilos each), and our food was down to just two dinners and a breakfast (we had one in reserve in case we had to stay on the trail an extra night, and we didn't eat one due to stopping at the crab shack on day 3). 

Welcome to Bamfield where the time is 1983 - poor cell service means these things survive.

We stopped for brunch at the market cafe (eggs benedict for me with bacon and spinach, and an egg, bacon, veggie and hashbrowns bowl for Charlene). Lisa at the Market let us leave our packs in her car so we could go for a walk around without them. There's not much to see in east Bamfield, so it didn't take long. West Bamfield was certainly more interesting with the boardwalk and a walk over to a beautiful beach - next time we'll have to spend time in West Bamfield.  West Bamfield is on a peninsula but it is only accessible by water, there are no road connections.  The year round population is about 50 people.  Same for east Bamfield.  

Our ride home - the seasonal daily bus to Victoria.

Now the road to Port Alberni is chip-sealed and the town roads are all paved, they are seeing an increase in tourism. Almost four-fold. Some think, and I agree, that Bamfield is the next Tofino, as it reminds me of what Tofino was like 25 years ago.  

At 1:15 pm the West Coast Trail bus pulled in, with the same driver that took us out from Victoria on Friday. This was our ride back to Victoria, taking 6.5 hours via logging roads and forestry service roads. It went via Pachena Bay WCT trailhead were we picked up a bus load of hikers, then via Alberni Main (the chip-sealed road), then Carmanah Main, Cowichan Main and South Side Main to Honeymoon bay, where we took a break. Then down the Pacific Marine Road to Gordon River WCT Trailhead, then a stop in Port Renfrew to pickup Juan De Fuca trail hikers, and along Highway 14 back to Victoria, arriving at Crystal Gardens at 8:00 pm.  

All in all a wonderful adventure and I wanted to keep going. 

I want to do it again, but this time definitely time the tides to go via Owen Point. I would plan it over the same number of nights as that was about perfect. It's not a hard route physically, but it is mentally challenging and super slow going east of the Walbran River on those crazy trails, and the many ladders and cable cars really slow things down.  Next time the plan is to hike both the Juan de Fuca Trail from China Beach, then the WCT to Bamfield over 8 nights with a resupply at Port Renfrew; the distance is  about 135 km).  

Thanks to Charlene for doing this with me. 

The tail of a grey whale feeding in the surf.  We saw lots of whales. At Darling River we spent hours watching four whales very close in.  







Monday, December 25, 2023

12 Delays of Christmas with Westjet, Air Canada and NavCan.

On Christmas Eve the airline industry gave to me:

12 boarding passes 

11 emails of flight changes 

10 minute connection

9 hundred dollars to rebook

8 landings per hour capacity

7 seat changes 

6 hour delays 

5 degrees celsius required de -icing. 

4 delayed flights

3 cancellations

2 beers in the lounge 

and a lump of coal for all three.


But a big shout out to the staff at Westjet and Air Canada in Victoria and Vancouver who did everything they could to get me to Halifax.  And the lonely NavCan controller working that night in Vancouver. I felt sorry for that controller working at a capacity of eight landings per hour at Canada's third busiest airport during one of the busiest travel days of the year.  I think Victoria's airport was handling more than that.  NavCan management you blew it! 


I got caught out by Westjet and NaCan staffing shortages. Rebooked with Air Canada routing through Vancouver and Toronto thinking that was the best option if there's any delays. Only to land at YVR at the start of a two hour ground stop, that was extended an additional two hours.  This ground stop held all aircraft on the ground at the originating airports close in to Vancouver, namely any airports within Seattle Centre, Vancouver Centre and Edmonton Centre.  


My rebooked flight from Vancouver to Toronto was held in Calgary, so Air Canada decided to cancel it, meaning no aircraft for my flight.  My rebooked rebooked flight now to Edmonton and then Montreal was then subsequently delayed an additional two hours, causing a missed connection in Edmonton.  My rebooked rebooked rebooked flight from Vancouver to Montreal was via an inbound aircraft from Miami and therefore unaffected by the ground stop.  That was delayed leaving the gate and then had to de ice causing further delay. 


To end the story I made my connection in Montreal only because the Halifax flight was delayed 15 minutes. Even so I got to the 5 minutes before departure and by then the system had rebooked me via Toronto.  The gate staff were wonderful and got me back on the direct flight, with a window seat too. 


Finally arrived Halifax at 1040 am.  Just 3.5 hours later than the cancelled Westjet flight.  Now just hope compensation from Westjet will cover the additional cost of a last minute air Canada ticket.

Monday, September 18, 2023

Historic Trails Hike

With Charlene at the start of Dewdney Trail - Cascades Trailhead
Photo credit: Dee Molinari

Ever since I ran the Brigade 50 miler in 2018, I always wanted to hike the HBC 1849 Brigade Trail. This is a historic route through the Cascade Mountains, used by the Hudson Bay Company Brigades to haul supplies in one direction and furs for trading in the other direction. 

Plans change. My original plan was to do an 8 night, 9 day hike from Penticton to Hope. The plan was to fly to Penticton on a morning flight, then hike into town from the airport, to pick up food supplies, gas canister, water and bear spay. Then set off and follow the Kettle Valley Railway (KVR) Trail to Tulameen, then from there the HBC Brigade Trail to Hope. I'd camp along the way - some of it wild camping, some if it in designated camp areas, and I would resupply in Penticton, allowing me to carry four to five days food at a time.  

Then the massive storms of 2021 destroyed large sections of the KVR. So much so that long stretches of the hike would now be on adjacent roads. This really did not appeal to me. Short sections would be fine. So the new plan was to fly to Penticton and get supplies there, then take the BC Transit bus to Colemont. Camp there, then hike the road to Tulameen, then the HBC Trail to Hope.

Then the destructive wildfires of 2023 meant that going to Penticton this year was was not an option. Another area of interest was hiking in E.C. Manning Provincial Park, and connecting to the HBC Trail from there. So the final plan was to start the hike at Cascades Trailhead in E.C. Manning Provincial Park, and end the hike in Hope - about 80 km over four nights.

September 1, 2023 - Punchbowl Pass  (18 km)

Randy and Dee dropped Charlene and me off at the Cascade Trailhead about 9:30am on Friday morning.  We had left Victoria in my Westy on the 9 pm ferry the day before and camped at Coquihalla Campground in Hope.  Saying goodbye, we set off along the Dewdney Trail with our planned camping spot at the Tulameen ranger station and horse camp. Dewdney Trail was used after the HBC Trail, around 1860s. This was a far more gentle trail for horses, though it was longer than HBC 1849 Trail, and made an easier route over the Cascades. 

Climbing the Whatcom Trail to Punchbowl Pass
Photo credit: Charlene Waldner

A few kilometres from the trailhead and we arrived at the junction with the Whatcom Trail - another historic trail. Whatcom Trail climbs steeply over Punchbowl Pass, whereas Dewdney Trail takes a narrow valley and accesses the Tulameen River headwaters via a much lower elevation.  I asked Charlene if she wanted the "easy" route, or the "adventurous" route. She chose adventurous, so we set off along the Whatcom Trail. 

Punchbowl Pass - Elevation 1800 metres

We both had done this trail before, in the 2019 Fat Dog race. I was running the 120 mile, so this climb was at night - I remember getting to the Pass around midnight. For Charlene, who ran the 70 mile event, this was early in her race and in the daytime.  The climb was as steep and steeper than I remembered. But it was so nice to see it in daylight and enjoy the views. With 15 kilos on our backs - loaded with five days of food, two litres of water each, and all our gear - we climbed slowly, but steadily.  We started at  800 metres above see level and reached the Pass at 1800 metres above sea level - a nice 1000 metres climb.

Punchbowl Lake from Punchbowl Pass
Photo credit: Charlene Waldner

The climbing seemed to go on forever, and I resisted the urge to check my Garmin for elevation, knowing there was a lot still left to go. Looking up at the mountains didn't help either, knowing that we had to reach the Pass between those high peaks. We made stops on the way up for breaks and to take the packs off. It was out first day and we had to adjust to hiking with packs. Just before the pass we stopped for lunch. Our rule is to eat perishables first, then heaviest foods next. While it was a sunny day, it was cold in the Pass and I had to put extra layers on.  

Heading down from Punchbowl Pass

Finally once in the Pass, the views of Snass Mountain and Punchbowl Lake made it all worth the climb. From here it was all down hill to Tulameen Camp. On the north side of the Pass the undergrowth was quite wet. Our feet were soon soaked with water brushing off vegetation and running down our legs. 

We stopped for a break at Snass View Camp - really just a meadow with an outhouse close by. The sun was out and resting in the sun lying against the packs felt wonderful. And this is why I love hiking so much. While we had a destination, we could actually stop anywhere for a break, or even to setup camp.  As we were in EC Manning Provincial Park., we had a back-country registration ($5 each for one night) and this would allow us to camp anywhere in the back-country in the park, provided we were more than five kilometres from a road. 

Taking a break at Snass View Camp
Photo credit: Charlene Waldner

We met a Polish couple from Hope who had hiked up for two nights and planned to day-hike to the summit of Snass Mountain the next day. We continued on our way. An easy flat hike on the Dwedney Trail another five kilometres to Tulameen Camp. We stopped at a stream before camp to fill our water bottles as I was not confident there was a water source at the camp. 

As it turned out there wasn't - the stream we filled up at appeared to be the closest water supply. 

Snass Mountain viewed from Tulameen Camp

I loved Tulameen Camp. There was ranger station, corrals for horses, and an outhouse, complete with toilet paper. And we had it all to ourselves. In fact, our closest neighbours were the Polish couple who were over five kilometres away at Snass View Camp. The view of Snass Mountain was fantastic in the setting sunlight. After pitching the tents on the grass, we had dinner (macaroni and cheese, with dried vegetables and skip jack tuna (next heaviest meal with had with us)).  Then we sat on the porch of the ranger station and watched the sun set on Snass Mountain, and a rat running under our feet. 

Tent Setup at Tulameen Camp

Unfortunately the ranger station was locked up and a notice saying it was for parks staff only. 

September 2, 2023 - Whitecloud (16 km)

We woke to a beautiful sunny morning, with a heavy dew on everything. We laid out the tents in the sun to try to dry them off before packing up.  Breakfast of oats and dried fruits.  

Drying out in the morning sun

We got going around 9:40 am and back-tracked to the water source to fill our bottles. Once that was done, we headed out on the Whitecloud Trail that took us west and out of E.C Manning Provincial Park. The trail was a pleasant hike. climbing a bit a first but then a rolling gentle trail. It finally gave way to an old logging road which we followed down to the Tulameen Forest Service Road (FSR).  The hottest day of our hike, and we slowly removed layers until we were in shorts and t-shirts for the remainder of the day. 

After a stop to fix some feet issues and a lunch opportunity in a sunny spot, we carried on. Crossing Tulameen FSR we found the connector trail to the HBC 1849 Trail. Unfortunately, this trail had a lot of blow downs at the start, and was hard to follow in the middle. We went off-course but a bit of searching and we found the old faded trail flagging tape.  The trail crossed Pudunk Creek at a beautiful location, where the river flows over smooth rocks. We stopped and filtered water here. Then a short but steep climb up the hill to join the HBC 1849 Trail.

Podunk Creek - our second day water source as we crossed it

We hiked eastbound from here about nine kilomeres to Horseguard Camp. Horseguard is at the bottom of a super-steep 100+ metres descent in a bend in the Tulameen River. It's called Horseguard because it was a natural corral, with the wall of the mountain on one side, and the river on the other three sides. Brigades would simply let the horses loose here overnight.

Once again we had the camp to ourselves, and setup the tents on flattish spots. Being in a small valley we didn't have the great views of the night before, but it was warmer and dryer overnight.  The camp had food caches (bear safe), an outdoor open toilet, and an information sign including the history of the site.  Freeze-dried meal for dinner along with a freeze-dried dessert (chocolate mousse). Sunset was at 8 pm so we were usually in our sleeping bags and asleep by 9 pm.  

Horseguard Camp

There is something about being out in the wilderness and knowing there is nobody within many kilometres of us. The next closest camp was six kilometres away on the top of a mountain. And very likely there was nobody there.  I was so grateful that I had my InReach with us, as that was the only means of communication with the outside world. The InReach allowed us to send and receive messages to or from texts or emails, and also had an SOS button in case of need for evacuation. I was also glad Charlene was there - not only to share the adventure, but for safety. Charlene knows me well and is experienced in the back-country.

Luxury in the back-country - throne with a view

September 3, 2023 - Davis Pass (20 km)

Weather forecast for today was increasing cloud and rain starting at about 6 pm, though that was supposed to stop by morning. After breakfast, we packed up our tents, which were dry after a dew-free night. Then we set off back the way we came. I wasn't looking forward to that super-steep climb right at the get-go, but it wasn't too bad.  Once up, it was mostly an easy hike on a really smooth forest trail. Smooth for the most part. Some stream crossings required some navigation as the trail had been wiped out.  

We were being watched.....

Once past the Whitecloud Junction, we had four kilometres to Jacobson Lake. We arrived there around 2 pm. There was a couple in a camper-van there who had driven in on the FSR and went for a day-hike to Conglomerate Flats.  We tried to get water from the lake, but it was so muddy that it would have jammed up my filter, so we decided to not bother and risk finding water on the climb over Davis Pass.

Way we came- Whitecloud/HBC Trail Junction

As we started the climb, it became misty and light sprinkling of rain. As we were climbing, the rain actually felt nice and kept us cool. As it got more intense we stopped to put rain covers on our packs. The climb to Conglomerate Flats was in forest and not too steep at all. We had no view on the flats as cloud hung low down the mountain, obscuring the view of Davis Mountain and most of the flats. We continued to climb to the Pass, and just before the summit, I saw on the map on my watch we were less than 20 metres from Palmer's Pond. But we couldn't see it due to the heavy cloud we were hiking in. I saw a side-trail so we followed that steeply down and came to the shore of the small lake. We filtered water here for the night, and added another layer as it was cold when we stopped. 

Climbing to Conglomerate Flats in drizzle and cloud.

Back on trail and we summited the pass at 1840 metres, just 40 metres higher than Punchbowl Pass. An easy climb as Jacobson Lake was at 1440 metres, so only a 400 metres climb. On the other side of the pass, we dropped down in the cloud to Campement du Chevreuil at 1640 metres.  Still in the cloud. We got the tents setup and our rain tarp strung up over our food preparation area just in time. Then it started to rain.  We had dinner, then cleaned up camp, placed food and smelly items that attract animal in the food cache, and then got inside the tent. I had downloaded youtube videos, so with no cell coverage, we spent a couple hours watching those and listening to the heavy rain on the tent. Then at 8 pm we went to sleep. 

Conglomerate Flats in the cloud

September 4, 2023 - Manson Pass (19 km)

We woke to the sound of water dripping on the tent. It didn't sound like rain and I was convinced it had stopped raining and all we could hear was the water dripping off the trees. Getting out of the tent we were greeted with a white misty world, but no rain and it wasn't cold either.  We got up earlier today as the next section, from what I had read on-line, would be the most challenging. Mostly due to the Sowaqua Creek FSR being washed out and crews unable to get in to do maintenance on this section of the trail. This next section is largely the reason the Brigade 50 mile races has been cancelled for the last few years. 

After breakfast we packed up the soaking wet tents and tarp. I kept the tent outside of my pack when it was wet, though all my stuff in the pack that needs to stay dry were in dry sacks. As we were eating our food, my pack was slowly getting lighter too.

In the rain at Campement du Chevreuil

We set off along the trail, which stayed level for a while, before descending steeply 700 metres in three kilometres. This descent in wet shoes really did my big toes in. The wet in-soles lost their rigidity and just gave up and allowed by feet to slide forward into the front of the shoe. Not ideal but nothing I could do about it. In hind-sight I would probably have been better off hiking down in my Berkinstocks.

Near the bottom we came to a washout section of trail, were a stream had carved a three-metre deep gully. It took some climbing to get down and the up the other side of it. Crossing the Sowaqua Creek FSR, we re-entered the trail in what looked like a jungle. Tall brushes and grassed completely blocked any view of the trail, and this was largely a bushwhack. It cleared out into a dark forest with many trees down on the trail, And unfortunately for us, a family of hornets had taken up residence in a ground-hole on the one and only way around the down-fall. I got stung four time, but poor Charlene got the brunt of their wrath and was stung more than a dozen times.  She was in pain.   Luckily neither of us are allergic in any bad way.

Descent from Davis Pass through thick wet undergrowth - 

We stopped at a stream so Charlene could soak her legs in the cold water and try to reduce the burning and swelling. We had no antihistamines with us, nor any hydrocortisone. all we had was cold compresses and After Bite lotion.  Next trip definitely bringing antihistamines and hydrocortisone. Charlene understandably miserable and in pain for the next hour or so. but we had to keep hiking. The way we were going was the shortest route out anyway. Other than hitting the SOS, there was no other option.  

The trail did clear up as we hiked and it became a pleasant hike, with just a few easy to navigate trees down here and there. It seemed to take forever to reach Colville Camp, where we had planned to have lunch. And it was late afternoon when we finally arrived.  We stopped here for lunch, and to filter water from the stream.  

Washed out trail - now how to get across....
Photo credit: Charlene Waldner

Beyond Colville Camp we knew we had a big steep climb followed by an equally big steep descent, and both would not be easy.  While it wasn't raining, it was cloudy and at higher elevations we were in the clouds. For lunch we had instant mashed potatoes mixed with dried vegetables and skip jack tuna. On a cloudy day, the hot mashed potatoes taste wonderful and gave us energy for the climb. I like the single serving packages of Idaho Potatoes as they require no additives (like butter or milk) - just boil 500 ml of water, pour in the potatoes and wait two minutes and they're ready to eat.

The climb up Manson is brutally steep at best of times, and I still don't know how they got loaded down pack horses up those steep trails. The climb was made worse by downed trees, and over-grown trail in places. As we're getting close to the coast, the trees are much bigger, and much more difficult to navigate around. Then there's the curse of the switchback. Climb around a massive downed tree, only to switchback and have to do it all over again. We climbed over, squeezed around, and crawled under countless trees on this section.

Crossing the Sowaqua River.
Photo credit: Charlene Waldner

After climbing steep 200 metres in elevation the trail comes to "Fools" Pass. This is named because it looks like a Pass and you would think you had summited it; however, it isn't the pass and the trail makes a turn and climbs another 400 metres to the true summit of Manson Pass. There is a short side-trail to a view point, but as we were in cloud it made no sense to go and look. 

Then the trail dropped down just as steeply. It was slow going, partly due to footing, but also due to nine massive downed trees. I cursed every one of them. In two kilometres the trail dropped 600 metres and we finally arrived at Manson Camp. The time was 7:30 pm - just 30 minutes before sunset. Distance of 20 kilometres today and some of the hardest hiking I've ever done.  Charlene must hate this section of trail, During the Brigade Race she rolled her angle on the Sowaqua to Colville section, and this year she got attacked by hornets. 

Colville Camp - our late lunch stop

We placed our tents on two of the three tent pads, and then ate the rest of our food, except some food we had for breakfast the next morning.  Dark at 8 and in our sleeping bags by 9 pm. 

September 4, 2023: Hike out to Hope (17 km)

We woke at 6:30 and intended to be hiking by 8 am. It was a nice morning and a dry night, so the tent was actually dry. That made it easier to pack.  We set off down the Peers Creek Trail, which follows an old FSR. It soon drops out onto a disused FSR; disused because the road was washed out further down. We came to a sign for hikers advising us not to proceed on the FSR as the washout was too dangerous to cross, and instead follow a temporary flagged trail that takes us up the mountain to a safe crossing location.

Manson Camp

I managed to screwup the crossing. And instead of following the pink ribbons with HBC Trail printed on them, I followed pink ribbon with nothing printed on - these marked the construction zone boundary. I figured that out only after climbing up and bushwhacking, only to find marked tree with no way of getting through them. Back to the river and we found the trail lower down. I'd missed a turn just before the rocky river crossing. 

Finally back on the FSR and on this side of the washout, definitely evidence of use. Recent caterpillar tracks and moved dirt, and new retaining walls along the way. As this FSR is being reopened, a new HBC trail is being built on the other side of the creek. Still I was happy to have an easy downhill hike along an FSR for today. At the bottom we passed the Peers Creek Trailhead and after another 1.5 km the road became paved. We crossed the Coquihalla River and under the Coquihalla Freeway (Highway 5), then followed Othello Road to Hope. As the river floods had done a lot of damage here, there was a lot of constriction along the way.  It was too bad the river had washed out bridges and damaged the Othello Tunnels, as that was my initial route to hike into Hope. As it was, Tunnels Rd was completely washed out too, so there was just no way to get to the tunnels anyway. Othello Road all the way it was. We hiked into the Coquihalla Campground at 12:30 pm. 

On the detour around the FSR washout
Photo credit: Charlene Waldner

We paid $40 and set the tent up on a forested site near the showers. And those showers were wonderful. Very clean large, with sink, toilet, change area all to myself. I paid $4 for two tokens to give me 12 minutes of pure bliss! And used every second of it. We also did our wash in the laundry and got rid of all the garbage we had packed out from the back-country.

Then we walked a half kilometre to Homestead Restaurant for an early dinner and beer. I was sooo hungry.  And the food was delicious. 

Afterwards, we walked into the centre of Hope to a pharmacy to get some treatments for Charlene's hornet and wasp stings. Then a stop at a grocery store for some snacks, then back to the campground.  Watched some videos (we had cell coverage here) and asleep by 9 pm. 

Crossing the Coquihalla River and back into Civilization

September 5 - Travels Home

We packed up quickly. Everything was bone dry. Then an easy 1.5 km walk to the centre of Hope and to the Blue Moose Coffee Shop for breakfast.  The the first of four buses, three trains and one ferry to get home.

"If you're interested here they are:

  • 8:36 am - BC Transit Bus 72 Hope to Chilliwack. Beautiful run along Highway 7 to Agassiz, where the bus became the 71 Chilliwack and continued through Agassiz and Rosedale to downtown Chilliwack, arriving there at 9:45 am.
  • 10:15 am - BC Transit Bus 66 Fraser Valley Express. A nice fast run along the Trans-Canada Highway, with very limited stops in Chillwack and in Abbotsford. The bus, whcih runs hourly during the day and more frequent during the peak periods, was standing room only after leaving Abbotsford. We pulled into Lougheed Town Centre SkyTrain Station at 11:45 am. 
  • 11:55 am - Translink SkyTrain Millenium Line to Commercial Broadway, then SkyTrain Expo Line to Waterfront, then SkyTrain Canada Line to Bridgeport Station, arriving there at 12:50 am
  • 1:00 pm - Translink Bus 620 Tsawwassen Ferry Express. We almost missed the ferry due to a useless driver that couldn't be bother to get to the stop in time for his shift, and when he did fianlly show up 20 minutes late, he had time to get his Tim Hortons coffee. Lucky for us, the full bus and the driver, the ferry was running late, so we all made it on the ferry. Maybe the driver was having a bad day....  
  • 2:10 pm - BC Ferries - Ferry to Tsawwassen. Arriving at 3:50 pm.
  • 4:00 pm - ride with a friend of Charlene's we met on the ferry to Uptown.
  • 4:40 pm - BC Transit Bus 95 Victoria - arriving downtown at just before 5:00pm.
  • Walk home from there - arriving home about 5:15 pm. 
It was a fun trip. I enjoyed the 80 kilometres of hiking, and spending four days in the wilderness with nobody else around for many kilometres.  And the ride home from Hope by transit was actually a relaxing and fun experience. Thanks to Charlene for continuing to do these crazy adventure with me. Now to plan more for next year. I still want to hike sections of the Pacific Crest Trail (PCT), preferably the southern portion as it's more alien to me.

Photo credit: Charlene Waldner