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 Mysterious, pop can stove stashin', gps totin', overnighter virgin, wannabe tentmaker and foul weather wuss who rides a thumper to the trailhead with wonderdog Max to hike the Chilliwack Valley
Chwk
Canada
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Posted - 06/03/2007 : 11:26 PM
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After spending a week in Disneyland, I decided I needed to escape from the trappings of "the big city" and retreat to a familiar haunt - and maybe get some fishing in while we're at it.
My son and I left early Friday morning and were in Cache Creek at about 1030am. From there, we followed the dusty roads to a fishing hole on the south side of the Thompson River. With the heat of the day and the rising waters the fishing was off and on, so on Saturday I decided to take advantage of the cool early morning to investigate some of the hillsides in the area.
The total elevation gain was nothing to write home about, MAYBE 100 or 200m tops but the views were great!
Here is the knoll I decided to conquer, while the guys flogged the waters near the Wallachin bridge:
From halfway up this bump, I can look back and follow the network of roads. To my surprise, I discover (yet another) root cellar dug into the hillside. I'll investigate it later:
As I summit this hill, the first thing to greet me was this bald eagle soaring past:
Looking northwards from the top the Wallachin bridge is barely visible near the right side.
What's with the crop circles?
A close-up of the Wallachin bridge:
Looking upstream towards Kamloops.
...and downstream towards Cache Creek.
An interesting little sage bush. On top of this hill, the wind was blowing constantly, so I was never too hot. Every now and then, the wind would come from inland, carrying the sweet smell of sage, it was awesome!
At around 1130, I got a call on the FRS to come and pick up the guys down at the bridge...seems they were getting a bit heated down there where the wind didn't blow!
Looks like I won't be investigating that root cellar after all! On the way down, I stop in the shade of two lone pines and in the background I hear a faint Thump...thump...thump... fading into the distance. A gorgeous young white-tailed doe that I must have I scared out of her bedding!
I make my way back down to the river and ferry the crew back to our basecamp at Juniper Beach. Later that night, when the temp has cooled down to bearable levels, we return to the bridge (gluttons for punishment, I guess) and I get a view of my knoll from the river's side:
We left early Sunday morning, but instead of coming straight home, we stopped at another of our favourite places to collect some of this:
WILD ASPARAGUS!!!! Gathered about a pound of it and brought it home.
We had it for dinner tonight - Absolutely delicious!
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Happy go lucky, plaid wearin, postholin, safeway gaitor sportin, old-school film shootin, giver of many regards
Abbotsford, B.C.
Canada
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Posted - 06/04/2007 : 11:46 PM
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The Asparagus looks yummy. Nice shots, but that dry country makes me thirsty. I need a cool one.
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Terrace, BC
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Posted - 06/05/2007 : 12:15 AM
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I've driven by that spot so many times on the way to Kamloops and never checked it out. Maybe I'll pull over next time. The hills all look so doable.
I wonder what treasures might be in an old root cellar..
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Thompson River Valley morning romp.
