Hiking to Lake Garibaldi.

[nonionay]

The last hike I went on was a bit of a challenge for me, but I think that I just went to fast, trying to keep up with my dad's friends. My dad, while hiking, is a machine, moving slowly but steadily upward, never stopping. Today, I kept pace with him. As a result, I was almost never tired, and we hiked about 24 kilometers. (too tired to convert...) I think it's the longest hike I've done in my life. And lots of uphill. Not sure what the elevation gain was--maybe 6000 feet? Most of that was in the first six miles or so.

I'll post pictures eventually, I swear, with descriptions. I want to wait until then to describe it, because oh, my, god, it was beautiful. We went to Garibaldi Lake, just south of Whistler, and also walked almost to the base of the Black Tusk, a gorgeous volcanic neck. I love glacial geomorphology, and I love volcanoes, and this place is what happens when the two combine.

I worried a little that stressing my body might not be a great idea in my current state of general mental stress, but that definitely wasn't a problem. For one day, I was mostly able to forget the outside world.

My feet are killing me, but fortunately, I'm soon going to be around someone who I know gives excellent foot rubs...

Comments

[shadesofmauve]

Day-after stretches are a gooood thing.

Yeah, you can push past the place where exercise helps to where it just takes too much outta you. I hit that spot easily with hiking -- not because of general fitness, but my bad knee and ankle don't handle it well. I really have to be ridiculously extereme to hit that point on my bike.

Hoperfully you'll get a nice agent and not someone overly officious.