#wanderingtrails

Winter abruptly came into the area, coating everything in a layer of snow. All of December I did not see a single snowflake and now all of a sudden winter has arrived. I remember waking up on Friday to the sound of a snowplow and leaping out of bed to see a winter wonderland forming outside. Naturally, I had to wait for better conditions to go out into the woods.

On Sunday it was still iffy, but Josh and I decided to brave the roads to Lynn Valley. It was entirely worth it. We initially were among the first to break through the trail. Every now and then snow would tumble from the branches, and sometimes it would only hit Josh. I may have accidentally also whacked him with a snow covered branch when he commented that perhaps the trees would love him back. 

Unfortunately, the snow and ice had not quite formed over the river, so we had to look at the waterfall from the view point. It was still a lovely sight-- perhaps not as lovely as it being completely frozen over, but it is a solid runner up. We existed under a tree that sheltered us from the falling snow for lunch, and it did not betray us from the falling snow.

My balance did not quite work out for the return trip, at the 6km-ish mark, I stepped on a log and slid into a creek. The cold waters sunk into the pants of my right leg, and for the walk back the bruising was annoying me. As Josh lovingly put it “I had a quick hobble going,” while dramatically dragging his leg on the ground in exaggerated mockery.

After the steep grind of Mount Lincoln, I decided to take Victor out to see Flood-falls. This little waterfall has a gentle trail, so it would be merciful to our mildly tired legs. Unfortunately, there was an accident on the highway, so traffic was being redirected to turn around. The officer at the road was kind enough to let us continue over the bridge and to the trailhead. Because of the highway and road closure, we were guaranteed to have the falls to ourselves, and solitude is always a treat (may it be from unfortunate events). Sauntered up to the falls after hiking Mount Lincoln. It was a nice relaxing stroll to the falls, and due to an accident on the highway we pretty much had the place to ourselves. 

Finally, the toll of being inside, away from the mountains, has caught up to me. Since I have not been as active due to school, and life, I decided on doing a short hike. Naturally, Lindeman lake came to mind. It is a short trek, that is not too steep but still offers a short uphill trial. For the most part it follows the river that flows out of the lake, giving an ambient sound in the background to focus on.