Last Hope

Today was delightful. After breakfast with the Goulds I got ready was invited to see the camp by Geoff. After camp he said we would go bouldering with his interns. I got a tour of the camp from Geoff, who is the intern director. The interns are there to learn about running camp programming. After the tour Geoff had a meeting and I just hung around the camp for a bit, then we headed out for bouldering. 
After bouldering one of the staff members at Squeah, Matt, invited me to the camp after bouldering to have dinner with the staff. Before dinner I stopped at the Gould's one last time; I'm going to miss them. Then I went to dinner with the Squeah staff. After dinner I hit the roads and headed to Revelstoke. I really wanted to stay in Hope. Everybody there really wanted me to stay, but I feel God wants me to move on. The drive was gorgeous but I didn't end up making it to Revelstoke. I stopped at a Lutheran Church in Salmon Arms.

The Camp has a really nice campus. The out trips also sound amazing. I wish I went to this camp.

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A shot of us bouldering

Serenity

Another day in Hope. Today I got lost in Hope. I started the day with the Gould family then went out for a bike ride. I went to Hope Mountain. It was a nice ride, a bit more intimidating than I thought it would be. The ride was not as well developed and it scared me a lot more than the rides at Squamish. After this I found another downhill route by the Othello Tunnels. The approach was very difficult to hike with a bike and was often too narrow for a bike. The downhill was good at points but for the most part was even less developed than the last trail. It even led me to a construction site that was not on the map. I was very lost. After asking some of the operators I eventually found the parking lot. 

A couple shots from the Othello Tunnels walking path

I then took some time off to do some reading. The first park I visited, was in the center of town(Memorial), I decided to bike to one that apparently had a view of the water(Central). It was not much of a park. The town map that I had showed one more at the other end of town so I biked there. It was also not what I expected that I didn't realize I had biked through it(Thacker Regional). On one side was a residential area under construction. On the same side there was a rusted old car from the fifties with vegetation growing out of it. It was kind of cool, but it did not fit the feel of the park and just made it look trashy. I biked back to the Memorial Park and sat down for some reading.

Here is the map from the visitor's centre I used to get around

In hindsight I wish I had taken more pictures. Hope is a beautiful place, that thanks to deforestation, is dissappearing. I may not get another chance to see the trails that I did.

After reading at the park I headed back to the Gould residence. They were getting ready for dinner. At Geoff’s house I met Grayden Baker. He is currently biking across Canada. After dinner Grayden gave at talk about his mission. Grayden's wife Sarah and his son Lukumay were travelling with him in a chase car. Lukumay means lion killer. Grayden and I talked about when he passes through Calgary and we talked about meeting up. I hope to see Grayden when he arrives in Calgary.

Again I'm not very good with taking pictures so a picture off of Grayden's twitter will have to do.

Meeting the staying with Geoff Gould and his family is amazing. Geoff grew up in South Africa as did Joy’s mom, Gwen Roodnick. Geoff and his wife Sara were missionaries there. Sarah is from Halliburton, Ontario, and knows Sawyers Lake, where the Wrights own a cottage, very well.

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Hope

Last night I headed from Squamish to Richmond to visit with my good friend Joy. This morning I got up to the sounds of Mr. Roodnick playing some sort of video game. My first time at the Roodnick’s I had huge culture shock seeing the living room lined with computers! Again I had culture shock when I greeted Mr. Roodnick and got a quick good morning. I’m actually glad that he didn’t feel obligated to act as a host, but it was just surprising. Mrs. Roodnick offered me breakfast. I felt obligated to accept. After a quick breakfast, Joy got up and we left for church.

After church we went for a quick lunch then, Joy and I headed out for Abbotsford to skydive. Our main instructor Joe was full of jokes. He was full of obviously recycled jokes. He was my tandem instructor. I chose to go with him as I he seemed more outgoing and probably more likely to do twirls and stuff. There was one sport jumper a camera man and two other tandem jumpers other than Joy and I. We were crammed into the back of the plane; Joy and her tandem instructor were the first out of the plane. Joe and I were last. Joe did a backflip out of the plane. He we spun around a few times before he deployed the chute. He did spirals in the air. I could see the other jumpers below us.

Joy and I suited up and ready to go!

After Skydiving I headed out to meet Joy's uncle Geoff Gould who lives in Hope. Before I left I said goodbye to Joy. I realized I left my uplink jacket in Richmond, and Joy said she would find it for me. That might give me an excuse to see her again, so it’s not all a bad thing.

In Hope I met the Gould family. I had dinner with them and in the evening went to a local College and Career's church gathering.

I'm really bad with taking pictures. I didn't get photo's of the Gould's so a picture of Geoff off Camp Squeah's website will have to do.

Last day in Squamish

Day 7: Goodbyes. This is my last day in Squamish. It is raining this morning I’m going to sleep in. After talking with him I ate lunch with the Quebecers and Ken. The weather cleared up. Ken and I headed back to the Smoke bluffs and did some climbing. We did two routes at Neat and Cool wall, then a “multipitch” linkup that included four different climbs. It was a lot of fun. It started on the Mosquito and ended on the Jabberwalky.

Ken Climbing on Mosquito

Zombie Roof

After climbing talked a bit more, I told him how much I appreciated climbing with him over the past few days, and I headed back to camp. I ate and the Quebecers were there again. They spoke French again, so it’s hard to say dined with them. I told them I was leaving and said my goodbyes. It was fun meeting them. I tried to dry my tent off with a towel and packed it up. I texted Joy and headed for Richmond. I’m looking forward to relaxing tomorrow. Skydiving with Joy will be a good break. I’m looking forward to spending more time with Joy.

I'm really going to miss Squamish

Adventures around Climbing

Day 6: Little and Small: Ken and I were going to climb at Smoke Bluffs. Because of the rain we did not want to climb a multi pitch. There are lots of climbs I would like to try but the weather just didn't allow for it. We did four climbs at the same crag, Penny Lane. We wanted to climb a multi pitch next to the Zombie wall but it started raining. Ken talked with other climbers about different places they've been. Every climber I've met has big trips under their belt. It is very intimidating being here, but makes me want to stay and learn more. Some of the other places they talked about were, Windy Rivers, Joshua Tree, Red Rocks(Vegas), Bugaboos, there were lots more. I tried to take mental notes to which places I wanted to visit.

Climbing in the Smoke Bluffs

Climbing in Squamish

Day 5: Thursday May 30, 2013. I really wish it would stop raining.

New beginnings: I was grumpy when I got up. I was feeling a bit homesick, and a bit scared again.  As I was finishing breakfast, I saw Ken. I offered him a ride into town. We talked about climbing crags at Malamute. The weather was nicer and I still hadn't gone climbing on this trip for real so I thought it was a great idea. By this point my mood had started to change, I really think I was just grumpy because I was hungry and tired. We started out with a slab. I believe it was Malamute North wall. Then we moved to the Starr wall.

This was the view from the Starr Wall

I really did need some time by myself so I used this opportunity to go off to do some biking. I tried another blue square route called the Rollercoaster. I expected it to be somewhat like the route from yesterday, but it was tame. Still it was fun and short, so I did it twice. I returned to camp, and made myself a dinner.

Tomorrow Ken and I are going to do crags at smoke bluffs. I hope the weather is good for Ken and I. I am still feeling tired and a bit homesick. I really hope I don’t get burned out. I should increase my calorie intake.

Fear

Day 4: Overshadowed by Fear. During this trip I've been reading about Dietrich Bonhoffer. He was a man who knew what fear was, and how to stand firm in the face of it. Today I faced fear, a different type though, and definitely not as serious or grave. Until today I've never biked a trail. I've always wanted to but never new how to get into it. I drove on a logging road, which was still in use. I then I bike up for about an hour and a half. I got to the top of a Trail called the Half Nelson. On the map it was a blue square run. I got ready and started my decent. 

Trail map I purchased

The sign where Recycle trail split off the Half Nelson

After not very long there was a fork in the road. A route split off to the right called the Recycle. As a novice biker, I still have to learn my limits, especially on a new route. There was a hairpin turn that was unbanked, and blind. My front wheel locked and I understeered. I slid off the trail and my bike hit the tree and stopped. I flew over the handlebars and I hit my head on a branch breaking the branch and I jerked to a halt. I looked down to a good 30m fall. Fear. The roots of the tree I was caught on were exposed and I used them to climb back onto the trail. My nose started bleeding. A small scratch on my knee and a 5 minute nose bleed was all I suffered. I picked up my bike and continued. After I the crash my gear selector had broken off. I didn't realize this until after I reached the bottom of the trail and tried to shift down to repeat the ride. I walked back to my car, disappointed. 

Mud and Blood after the Half Nelson

I dropped off my bike for repairs, will cost 140 for the repair. I'm waiting now and have returned to my campsite at the chief. I have just explored the base area a bit more and will go on a quick hike until I get a call about my bike.

My view from the top of the Chief was about the same no matter where I went.

My campsite is very cool. It is at the very base of a face of the Chief, which looms over it, but between my camp site and the face is a rock. At first notice this rock looks small, by comparison to the wall, but when I walked up to it, this thing was at least 30 ft tall. It even had a cave beneath it that I could walk into. This boulder while grand was just overshadowed by the Chief, making it small by comparison. While exploring, I found a small path that went up the face. It soon turned into a scramble and had ropes somebody had left from a rappel. it looks as if they brought one single rope but had to make a 60m rappel. I climbed up most of this section. I wanted to see the top of it. But I got scared. I had already had a near death experience today, I didn't need two. This time fear made me turn back. 

Right behind my camp-site was this beast. Behind it the Chief.

I hiked the Chief trail to the first peak I call about my bike while I was up there. I got back and picked up my bike and returned to camp. After updating my diary, I made spaghetti and met Ken. He is from Maryland. I don't remember much about him accept him complaining about getting stopped for an hour at the border. I guess I would be pretty upset if that happened to me. After eating spaghetti and sandwiches I headed out back to the trail that I had done earlier. Biking was fun. After I got back a group of Quebecers invited me to join them bouldering. Their Anglicized names were Oliver, Antoine, PL, Oliver(two of them were named Oliver) and Luka. One of the Olivers is camping next to me. Antoine, Oliver and Luka were camping together. The three travelling together were very good at bouldering, so was PL. I don’t know if Oliver was any good. They spoke french most of the time, but the Oliver who climbed well told me that Climb on had shoes on sale. I will go tomorrow to see if I can buy a pair, and hopefully chat with the cute clerk.