Churn Creek Victoria Day Weekend May 21-23
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Garry B is but I believe he going over the Duffy route
You should think about retiring so you have more spare time....
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Yeah, well, I been retired for a long time and I'm still busy as hell.
We just finished digging up the front yard by hand to replace the
sewer pipe. My wife drives me crazy with errands and projects.
My house and vehicles are always needing maintenance. Just you
wait, guys, at least you can go to work to get away from the old lady;
I tell you, it's no picnic...
Retirement is Hell on wheels!
~Bill
We just finished digging up the front yard by hand to replace the
sewer pipe. My wife drives me crazy with errands and projects.
My house and vehicles are always needing maintenance. Just you
wait, guys, at least you can go to work to get away from the old lady;
I tell you, it's no picnic...
Retirement is Hell on wheels!
~Bill
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Half a day before we leave? better get the trailer out of winter storage then I guess and start prepping
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Pump yourself into hyper-drive and get moving!
Have a great trip and safe travels to all.
Wanted to make this one but the stars didn't align this time.
Wanted to make this one but the stars didn't align this time.
Anyone meeting me in Squamish for Saturday morning?
PetroCan?
PetroCan?
Tempting, as that's a nice route, but it adds 2 more hours for me so I'll meet you at Churn! Hoping to leave around 8 am, but we all know what happens to hopes and dreams.....
They get unnecessarily given up on due to social pressures of having to fit into a generic mold that doesn't work, all so you can regret your decisions when it's too late to do anything about them?
Hope the weather was a bit kind.
Did anyone take pictures on the trip ?
Well of course!
https://goo.gl/photos/wvrNDo3HhXbBoKp49
I arrived at camp at about 4pm on the sunny Saturday and everyone else was already there; Garry and Nicole, Pete and Patti, Gary T, Bill, Barry, John V, and Ruwi C. Also quite a few dogs. We relaxed around the fire for the evening, told the usual tall tales, and watched the moon rise over the sand cliffs along the Fraser.
The next day was a slow rise, no one in a hurry to do anything, a few headaches as well. A group of about 5 Jeeps came in, chatted with them for a bit, friendly bunch. Then the next batch of visitors arrived; The Herd of Turtles. Aptly named, I think there was 13 trucks in their group, with all the usual suspects.
We finally departed camp at about 1, with Bill and Barry holding down the fort for us. The weather at this time was pretty good, cloudy but nothing too ominous. We looked at several trail options, and headed up towards Black Dome with Gary T leading. We took another trail down into a meadow that had what appeared to be a ranchers range cabin and had lunch there while Patti tracked down the dogs that went exploring.
We then ran into the Herd again at "the creek crossing" as they were heading back. There were trees across the road and they had decided to turn around and go back to their base camp at Big Bar. It was now 4pm but we decided to press on, a couple of trees won't stop us!
It turns out there were trees across the road about every 5 minutes. John Voo is an animal with a chainsaw and made short work of all of them.
And I do mean all of them. We cut trees way past dark, I think until about 11.
I believe the trail we were on was the "Yodel" and had decided earlier on to keep going (even though Gary T mentioned we should turn around at the creek crossing) as it seemed to loop around and intersect with some other road that would bring us back to camp. We had no idea there would be so many trees down.
As we approached what I believe is Roaster Lake, we had to stop at a pretty intense washout on the road. John and I briefly entertained the idea of trying it, but it as about 8 or so by now and we reluctantly decided we had to turn around.
But then Pete noticed there was a bypass around it, complete with a really large Grizzly paw print on the trail. So we all backed up a bit, then I took the lead and dropped down the little ledge into the bypass, and promptly smacked my roof rack hard against a tree. More gutter crinkles.
We pressed on, came to another lake (dont know the name), had to double back a bit and take another fork, then onward again. We were now encountering several fallen trees at once, but we kept going.
Finally John announced he was tiring of sawing, and as I was getting dressed to saw up, I think it was Pete came back who had walked up farther and announced there was another massive washout on the road right alongside the lake shoreline, and no one was getting through it. Since it was now very late, and cold, and wet (had been drizzling all evening) we did this time really turn around and head back.
During the tight turn around, I managed to smash my remaining driving light. Plastic housings are too fragile.
Then on the way back as we zig zagged through dead headed trees and cliff sides, I misjudged my clearance to one cut tree and smashed my passenger side windshield.
Later on, Gary T came honking up behind me (my handheld radio was not working) and informed me Ruwi had to change a tire. We were under way again, and some time later while back on the main road, we stopped again as another of Ruwi's tires had shredded (see pic). John got him going with his spare. As I mentioned earlier, it had been raining all evening, and the mainroad, in weird sections, was slicker than dog snot, so we had to drive quite slowly lest we slip off the bank. We finally rolled back into camp at 3:05 am, where Barry promptly grounded us!
I then had to wake up early as I needed to be back at a decent time for my daughters birthday. Made it home without falling asleep at the wheel, but barely.
I believe this was the location of the first washout (the one in my pics linked above). I did not get any pictures of the second one.
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And if memory serves, this is the creek crossing where we encountered the Herd on their way back
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