This year we started from the same parking lot but veered a bit northwest towards Norvan Falls. Turns out we covered about 20 km round trip. Perhaps jogging and cycling aren't preparatory enough pursuits to train oneself for that distance. As our Scottish friend Jacqui would say, we were nackered!
Here's almost all of us at the start. Just look at that naive enthusiasm! |
A-hiking we will go, a-hiking we will go... |
I guess this one grew out from under a downed tree for its formative years until the horizontal log decomposed. |
I would not have thought it likely that such a large tree could have grown atop a boulder. And check out the buckboard chop-outs in the stump behind it. |
And here's the payoff we hiked 10 km to see; Novan Falls. Impressive, but not exactly Niagara. In order words, we weren't deafened by the pounding water or drenched by the mist upon our approach. :-) |
Crossing this suspension bridge is the way one continues to Grouse Mountain. We only did it for the photo op. |
Whipped cream on a tree? Not sure as no one in our group would sample it. Fungi in all likelihood. |
Remnants of the old skid road. It's a wooden track along which loggers used to drag cut logs. |
With the high humidity we experienced during the hike there was an abundance of trailside mushrooms. |
One of our canine hiking companions, Geordie, knows how to relax after a day hike. |
Fortunately, no bruins were encountered. This sign was actually directed at a trail we didn't take. |
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