Whoa! Hey there! We’re back!
So we haven’t been out with the Burro much on account of the general awesomeness that is Pemberton (see end of post), but we did camp in it once this summer. And we also camped without it once.
Let’s see how the two trips turned out:
Camping trip #1: Squamish (with Burro)
When apocalyptic smoke from local, raging wildfires descended on Pemberton, we loaded up our car and Burro for a biking trip in Squamish with some friends. After waking our battery from what seemed like a potentially fatal coma, re-attaching the tow mirrors, and revising our faithful “Towing Checklist”, we were off to the adventure capital of Canada.
(Pro tip: If your AGM battery’s voltage is too low to charge, hook it up in parallel with another higher-voltage battery. The higher voltage battery will give the inverter the voltage it needs to charge. We did this by hooking our trailer up to the car; both the car and the inverter were able to charge the trailer battery this way. Back from the dead!)
After a sweet day of slaying it on our bikes (kind of like this: Half Nelson), we retreated back to the best spot at Wonderland Valley Resort for a wonderful evening of grilled halloumi and other foods that not as memorable as grilled halloumi. When the rain started in again, we retreated into the Burro for drinks, desert, and a comfy evening of conversation.
Overall, a fantastic, dry, well-equipped trip!
Apocalyptic smoke from the wildfires. Can you spot the sun?
First Burro outing in over a year!
Best spot in the campground.
Drinkin’ beer. Hangin’ out.
View from above! (i.e. giant rock)
It’s like a Disney world forest!
Camping trip #2: South Chilcotin Mountains (no Burro)
We intended this to be our anniversary adventure bike weekend. The Monday before, I eagerly and hastily snagged the last camping spot for the weekend. The road across the mountain pass from Pemberton to the Tyax Wilderness Resort seemed too rough for our hand-crafted trailer, so we decided to leave the Burro at home and pack our tent.
One could have predicted the outcome of this trip when my response to the question “Is it still supposed to rain this weekend?” was “What rain?” Nevertheless, in true Ming and Jared fashion, we forged ahead, hoping for the best and planning for the best.
We can’t wait to go back and ride something besides muddy fire roads.
Moral of the story: Check the forecast. Bring the Burro.
Finally made it up the mountain pass into the alpine on the other side.
Makeshift breakfast tent
Savoring a mostly-edible, fairly sparse breakfast wrap
Cooking set up. Dry-frying potatoes (spoiler: it doesn’t work)
Hiding under a tree after a downpour started. We ended up turning back after this.
Muddy (but happy) faces back at the lodge
Stormy weather = epic clouds
Driving back to Pemby through the fog and clouds.
In other news…
Oh man, we’ve had a lot of fun this summer. Mostly centered around biking. A lot is centered around a great group of friends. All of it enabled by an epic landscape and an unbelievable place. An attempt to summarize our activities will bore you with superlatives and exclamation marks, but humor me for a moment while I tell you about…
It’s a thing! We did it! BOOM!
A post went up in the local women’s bike group that spots were available for a heli-drop. When I first saw the post, we were in the midst of a frantic deadline push at work. When the deadlines eased a bit, I realized that we could actually take a day off and snag the last 2 spots. I sent in my confirmation payment without telling Jared, and informed him of plans to bike in Whistler on our day off.
The morning of the ride, I was uncharacteristically productive in packing lunches and putting the bikes on the car. Jared (pre-coffee) stumbled into the kitchen and asked me, “Why are our bikes all wrapped up?” When I explained that the padding was for protection during the helicopter lift, he nodded without comprehension. When it finally sunk it, he lit up, totally animated by the day to come, and (characteristically) started frantically packing.
Obviously, it was amazing. The weather was perfect. The company was awesome (we met some super cool people). And the views were insane.
And all this was just out our front door; the helicopter pick up was a 15 minute drive away.
So stoked! I advertised this as my anniversary surprise to Jared, but really it was a good excuse to spend money.
The Pemberton valley!
At the top!
Not a bad way to spend a Sunday…
Tenquille lake! We were actually supposed to hike to this lake, before we cancelled the trip because of work.
Descending back through the forest to the valley floor.