Last weekend we were up on one of those peaks; this week we’re happy to admire them from sea level. Howe Sound summits as seen from Deep Bay on Bowen Island.
Much as I wanted to get back up into the mountains this long weekend, part of me just wanted time to kick back and relax and not do battle with traffic getting back into the city. Hence we ended up on Bowen Island for a couple of nights for a bit of relaxation, visiting with friends, and maybe a hike up to Mt Gardner so we didn’t feel totally lazy!
This afternoon, after hanging out at one beach, we ended up back in Snug Cove where we wandered out to the Causeway to look for birds (lots of geese and a few common mergansers) and to take in the view across the water towards the peaks of Howe Sound that we’d seen at much closer quarters only a week ago. If we couldn’t be in the mountains, it was nice to be able to at least look at the mountains 🙂
The Lions, framed at the north summit of Black Mountain.
Last Wednesday was a gorgeous blue-sky day and I couldn’t resist getting back out in the snow with my camera. The wind that greeted us at the north summit felt almost as cold as that in the Coquihalla at New Year and we quickly retreated to a nearby bump that retained a view of the Lions at least. And that’s when I saw the picture: the famous twin peaks were framed neatly between two snow-laden trees, and I had a nice foreground of smooth sunlit snow. Even the existing snowshoe tracks serve to frame the Lions.
Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas and a fun festive season!
A sunny Christmas morning, and the only chance to get out in the snow all week. How could we refuse? We made an early start (at least by our standards) and enjoyed a peaceful wander up to the summit before heading back home to catch up with family on Skype (showing them some of the photos from the morning’s expedition) and then enjoy a lovely Christmas dinner with friends. A good day, for sure.
A few pink rays over the Howe Sound peaks
Another perspective on last night’s incredible sunset. As the saying goes, as you’re watching a sunset (or sunrise), don’t forget to look behind you. I really liked the pink rays of cloud over the deep blue cloud-capped peaks along the Howe Sound Crest Trail.
The Lions through the seasons, as interpreted in Edgemont Village.
After hiking up to the top of Hollyburn, we called in at Edgemont Village to grab some lunch from one of our favourite places, The Bakehouse. Sadly, we learned that it had closed this location (its original) as a result of unfair taxation policy of the district of North Vancouver. We had to get lunch elsewhere (and it wasn’t as good), and it seems that Edgemont Village is changing character, going more upmarket than it used to be with new developments being built. On the positive side, though, they had these banners hanging from lamp posts and I couldn’t resist making up a diptych of the two pairs of seasons. Very colourful!
A different view of the West Lion – taken from the trail up to Black Mountain at the end of March 2010
The Baden-Powell trail up to Black Mountain from Cypress Bowl used to be a leisurely ascent via an old logging road before entering old growth on the summit plateau. It was an especially pleasant approach in the winter meandering past (or over) frozen ponds and gradually climbing up to the south peak. As part of the preparation for the 2010 Olympic Winter Games, Cypress Mountain ski resort expanded its ski runs on the east face of Black Mountain, wiping out the old trail in the process, which was re-routed up the north side of one of the ski runs turning it into a boring miniature “grind”.
Boring, yes. But the saving grace of this more direct route is that it makes getting up to the summit of Black Mountain easy on those lighter spring evenings, taking barely 45 minutes. And so after work one day I headed across to the North Shore and headed up to the top to catch the sunset. Alas I was too late to catch the sunset itself, but I did capture this gorgeous soft light on the west Lion, all newly bedecked in the metres of fresh snow that fell immediately after the Olympics…
One other thing I noticed that evening was that I was alone – no one else was venturing up on snowshoes, and I had the entire hike to myself. It was so still and quiet, especially after the ski lifts shut down, that I could hardly believe I was so close to the city. Really, quite a magical moment and well worth doing, even if I did take a wrong turn on the descent and ended up coming down on one of the ski runs…
I put up a set of photos on Flickr if you want to see what else I took that night.
Obligatory shot of the Lions from the summit of Hollyburn.
Mt Seymour is a more interesting hike, but Hollyburn has its appeal. It’s shorter, with a little less elevation gain, and today it was even quieter. It really feels like most people are leaving the winter sports behind and thinking ahead to the summer, which suited us fine. The nice thing about the view from the top of Hollyburn is this in-your-face view of the Lions, and it was nice to look over and think back to our hike over to them that we did last year. Now that’s got me looking forward to the summer myself!