Monday, June 1, 2020

The Cave Weasel: Sunshine Bay to Mossy Point Return

Time for the Sunday paddle with the south coast squad, and, after missing one Sunday due to heavy weather I was happy to get the Sunday paddles on track again. The previous weekend with a forecast for gale force winds and long period large swells, I had, after much deliberation, decided not to organise a weekly paddle. That Sunday, a very inexperienced (one can only assume) kayak fisherman had set off from the southern side of the bay and got blown across the bay ultimately becoming separated from his kayak and drowning.

There is a story behind the folly of filming your last minutes and updating your Facebook profile when you are less than 2 kilometres across a relatively sheltered stretch of water from Marine Rescue instead of calling for help. However, that story is mostly about the false sense of esteem that comes from social media than anything else.


On this Sunday, the forecast was for strong northerlies, up to 20 knots, but shifting slightly northwest as the day progressed. Wanting to avoid a car shuffle with Covid restrictions still in effect, I decided we could launch from Mossy Point and potter along the south side of the long Burrewarra Peninsula where conditions would be sheltered and there are lots of small caves and gauntlets to explore.

However, that would mean driving - horror - or Doug and I could paddle down from Sunshine Bay to meet the squad, and paddle back at the end of the day. Neither of us were sure how long the "approach" paddle would take so we off before dawn, a wonderful time to be on the water. As the sun came up, the familiar short cliffs along this section of coast, lit up golden in the rising sun.



I left about 10 minutes before Doug and paddled down to and around Burrewarra Point solo. At that time of day, in a somewhat lumpy sea, the ocean felt like a lonely place. On the south side of Burrewarra Point, the ocean was immediately calm and I stopped to wait for Doug.



The bar at Mossy Point, sometimes rough, was glassily calm this morning, and the idea of a kayak spearing  seemed improbable. We arrived in plenty of time to stretch out and enjoy a second coffee before the crew arrived.


We had an enjoyable paddle meandering along the south side of Burrewarra peninsula. Nick, the cave weasel, the only paddler in a plastic kayak and certainly the most skilled paddler, dodged in and out of every nook, cranny, cave and crevice.


The squad was happy to paddle around Burrewarra Point and we were immediately in lumpy water and a light headwind. We found a secluded beach to land for lunch.


There were no takers to continue paddling north after our break, except, of course, for Doug and I. So, while the crew turned south, Doug and I headed north. The wind, as predicted had shifted northwesterly so our paddle north was not too hard until we got Lilli Pilli where the coastline edges west.


Around 3.00 pm, we pulled happily into Sunshine Bay, just starting to get tired and feel that the day had been long enough.


Saturday, May 30, 2020

A Week In The Pasayten Wilderness

Preamble:

In the autumn of 2011, Doug and I walked a big figure of eight loop through the mountainous Canadian backcountry bordering the US Pasayten Wilderness. It was a grand week long walk, mostly in the alpine, joining up a few different hiking trails and scrambling to the summits of several peaks. I had fond memories of the trip and reasoned that if the north side of the border made good walking, the large tract on the south (US) side that is all designated wilderness would be just as good. So, we made plans for a big loop walk starting and ending at the Chewuch Trailhead west of Loomis.

Big Sky Views on the Big Sky Walk

Our initial plan had been to walk in an anti-clockwise direction, beginning the trip with a long climb up Windy Peak and walking out down the Chewuch River valley. As luck, or bumbling idiocy would have it, we could not find the start of the Windy Creek trail and ended up walking our loop clockwise which, considering the weight of our packs at the beginning of the trip, made way more sense.

Start of Chewuch Valley Trail

Day One: Chewuch Trailhead to Four Point Creek

Getting deep into the Pasayten Wilderness requires a long walk up any one of several river valleys. Like most climbers, I used to think of these approaches as something to be endured before getting to the main event, but in my dotage, I've come to enjoy every minute I spend outdoors, even "long walks to nowhere."


Bridge near Chewuch Creek

Our topographic map shows the Windy Creek trail branching off the Cathedral Driveway trail on the west side of Windy Creek, so, appropriately enough - but ignoring a newly installed sign pointing straight uphill from the trailhead - we followed the Cathedral Driveway trail down hill through dusty burnt forest for about a kilometre looking for the junction. Despite walking back and forth a few times, we could find no sign of any trail. As we did not seem to have a compelling reason for tackling our loop counter-clockwise, we decided to head up the Chewuch Valley and walk our route clockwise.

The long walk

Over the first four kilometres, the trail actually loses about 300 metres of elevation although it does not feel like that much. Most of the way is through burnt pine forest which has it's own dusty beauty. We met a few women hikers where the trail joins the Chewuch River and exchanged pleasantries before continuing on.

Collapsed cabin

Our plan was to walk up Fire Creek trail and along the base of Coleman Ridge to camp near Remmel Mountain on our first day but this also did not work out quite as planned. About a kilometre past Pocket Lake, where there is no lake but a dusty campsite in the trees, we looked about for the Fire Creek trail. We found the old shelter, now collapsed, marked on the map, and managed to get on the foot pad of the Fire Creek trail but the trail itself is essentially impassable now as it is covered with huge burnt down trees from wildfires.

Side Creek

So, second change of plan in as many hours and we continue walking up the Chewuch Valley. And that is pretty much our first day, walking up the Chewuch River Valley. It is a mix of burnt trees and untouched forest and there are a lot of good campsites along the way, nestled in trees beside the Chewuch River. It's a hot walk, forecast to be well into the 30's down in the Okanagan Valley, and the heat has brought out virulent packs of biting flies.

Food hanging Four Point Creek

Eventually, after a solid day of walking we reach the Four Point Creek trail which heads west to Four Point Lake and Remmel Mountain. We briefly consider humping our packs up 500 metres to camp near Four Point Lake - perhaps the bugs would be less intense - but decide we are too weary and while carrying the packs up would not be too bad, bringing them back down the next day risks blowing out old knees. Instead, we settle into a small camp right beside the Chewuch River where we can dip our hot bodies into the cool water.

Day Two: Mount Remmel

Who knew, we certainly didn't, that there is a trail up Mount Remmel which was constructed to service the old fire lookout active in the mid-1900's. The fire lookout is no more, destroyed around the year I was born, presumably by lightening strikes.

Trail to Mount Remmel

The trail really is quite amazing as it switchbacks up a slope of large jumbled boulders, some of which are the size of small cars and which must have been moved aside by hand. After climbing up in forest and passing the turn-off to Four Point Lake, the track traverses out into meadow near a small waterfall on Four Point Creek and then switchbacks up to an upper basin where a huge basin filled with talus comprises Remmel Mountain. At this point, looking at the kilometres of boulders that would need to be navigated to the summit, we felt a little depressed. Until, Doug noticed a cairn and a trail. The trail is not marked on the topographic map but it seemed inconceivable it went anywhere but the summit so we followed it.

Near the base of Mount Remmel

We switch-backed up onto a ridge covered with pretty larch trees and meadow with views to Ampitheatre Mountain and Cathedral Peak, and then, up many well graded switchbacks to the top of Remmel Mountain. The view is, of course, fabulous, and on these kinds of trips it's always interesting to sit on a mountain top and trace out the route you will follow over the coming days. The compass was handy for identifying peaks and we could see as far north as the peaks we had climbed on the Big Sky trip in 2011.


Mount Remmel summit

On the way down, we side-tripped to Four Point Lake where the mosquitoes and biting flies were worse than lower down in the valley thus reinforcing our decision to camp low. After descending 1,000 metres to camp we seemed to be unable to be fussed packing up and moving camp, so we stayed a second night camped by the creek.

Four Point Lake

Around 8.00 pm when we had finally been driven into the tent by biting insects, a big electrical storm came through. For almost two hours, there were terrifying claps of thunder and bolts of lightening. Having been caught out in the bush in no less than three fires started by lightening strikes - one of which necessitated a helicopter rescue - the nearby strikes on tinder dry forests were a bit confronting. It was a relief when, about 10.00 pm, the night finally fell silent.

Day Three: Ampitheater Mountain and Upper Cathedral Lake

The trail up towards Remmel Lake is through a huge patch of burned forest, but it was a cooler day and did not feel unduly hot. After a few kilometres, the Chewuch River forks, with the northerly branch becoming Cathedral Creek and the westerly branch, Remmel Creek. There is one small campsite beside the Chewuch River fork but that is the only campsite along this section.

Views along the trail

Part way up Remmel Creek, the westerly trail is marked "unmaintained" and is covered with pick-up sticks, and we followed track #565 which climbs up into alpine meadows north of Remmel Lake. This is beautiful country, rolling open meadows, and broken granite peaks.

Summit views

We branched off trail #565 and took a side track that led us to the base of Ampitheater Mountain. Here we stashed our overnight packs and walked up to the top of Ampitheater Mountain. A horse track leads up the drainage on the south side of the mountain to the col at the head of the upper valley and then travels along to Peak 8252. We however, walked straight up easy west facing meadow to the south ridge and along to the top. Cathedral Peak, while not as high as Remmel Mountain, is the most spectacular in the group and we were hoping to climb it the next day from Upper Cathedral Lake.

Cathedral Peak

Back at the packs, we had to put rain jackets on as it was starting to drizzle, and then we contoured around Ampitheater Mountain following the trail to the beautiful Upper Cathedral Lake. There are lots of good campsites around the lake, but, as usual, we were fussy and spent an hour looking for the perfect spot, eventually, finding a lovely little meadow camp away from old horse poop and over looking the lake. With the cooler weather, the flies had disappeared but, sadly, the mosquito population had correspondingly increased.

Cathedral Lake and Peak

Day Four: Tungsten Creek and Wolframite Mountain

It rained from early to mid-morning, which, now that we live in Australia and are allergic to water falling from the sky, meant we hung around in the tent until the rain was down to drizzle. Then we packed up and regretfully decided against trying Cathedral Peak in not so good weather and walked along the boundary trail to Apex Pass. We walked through Cathedral Pass and then followed the long curving ridge to the pretty meadows of Apex Pass.

Trail near Cathedral Peak

Whenever we looked back over our shoulders we would have this great view onto the big rock towers on Cathedral Peak. The Boundary trail from Cathedral Peak east is just delightful walking. Mostly right around treeline, it contours along these border peaks crossing over grassy passes and by tiny lakes.

Looking back at Cathedral Peak

Mid-afternoon, we came to a little pass at the head of Tungsten Creek, a good jumping off point for Wolframite Mountain. We found a little campsite just below the trail, beside the creek and with good views down the valley from an expansive kitchen boulder and put the tent up. As would become a repeatable pattern for the next few days, we spread all our wet gear out to dry while we had a cup of tea, and then madly stuffed it into the tent minutes later as our tea went cold and our gear got wet in the regular afternoon/evening storms.

Summit views when the rain clears

The rain persisted for an hour, so we reclined in the tent until it stopped and then walked easily to the top of Wolframite Mountain. We were now far enough north to easily recognise our route from 2011 even if we couldn't remember the mountain names.

Camp

After dinner, a cold front came through with heavy rain and hail for a few hours. We had rigged up our exceedingly unsatisfactory Integral Designs tent with a silt-tarp verandah which was working far better than the custom vestibule in this unsettled weather.

Stormy weather over Canada

Day Five: Scheelite Pass and Haig Mountain

Early on next morning we passed by the old tungsten mine site under Wolframite Mountain. There are a couple of small cabins and a bigger log building among the mining remnants. It was really pleasant walking on to Scheelite Pass and then we climbed a little bit to cross over a pass near Bauerman Ridge. More pleasant walking until we climbed up to another pass on the south ridge of Bauerman Ridge where we had lunch looking over Teapot Dome.

Old Tungsten Mine Building

The track then contours around the south side of Haig Mountain through open larch forest and pretty alpine meadow. We found a good campsite in meadow below Haig Mountain at around 7,500 feet. The afternoon ritual of laying out wet gear, making tea, rain, followed by stuffing everything in the tent followed the now familiar pattern.

Meadow rambling

We walked up Haig Mountain, an easy meadow ramble, before dinner but the wall of approaching rain clouds did not encourage a long stay on top.

Maps and Summits, my two favorite things

Day Six: Horseshoe Basin, Arnold Peak, Sunny Pass, Horseshoe Mountain

This was perhaps our best day of walking as we followed the lay of the land around mountain sides to austere Loudon Lake. Dropping our packs at Horseshoe Pass we walked up Arnold Peak and looked north again into the now familiar peaks of Canada. We could see almost our entire route from Remmel Mountain, past Cathedral Peak, over to Sunny Pass and onto what would be our last mountain of the trip, Windy Peak.

Near Loudon Lake

After lunch, we walked on to Sunny Pass, where it was not sunny but it certainly was a great campsite at about 2200 metres with views to the east and west from the pass. We set up our last camp of the trip and while Doug enjoyed the ambience, wrapped in a sleeping bag (it was cold!), I walked up Horseshoe Mountain to my penultimate blustery summit.

The Mountains and Lakes of Pasayaten

Day Seven: Windy Peak

Our last day and we were a little concerned about the condition of the trail between us and Windy Peak. We knew the Windy Peak trail had been cleared, but were not sure about the stretch between Sunny Pass and Windy Peak nor the Windy Creek trail which we had failed to find. The forest between Sunny Pass and Windy Peak was burnt in the big 2001 forest fires.

Burnt timber around Windy Peak

We had no problem following the track up onto the north ridge of Windy Peak although there was some blow down to climb over. Once in the alpine again on the Windy Peak trail it was, well, windy. We scurried up the peak on a good track and had one last long look over this beautiful wild country and then walked down to follow cairns descending the ridge above Windy Creek.

Last summit, Windy Peak

The Windy Creek trail had been cleared and slightly rerouted near the bottom and it was easy to follow although the landscape looks a bit beaten up now with all the trees burnt. The final one kilometre of trail now crosses Windy Creek and heads down a sandy ridge emerging right at our parked minivan and we wondered how we had managed to miss the trail.

Wolframite Mountain



Sunday, May 24, 2020

The Ideal Drive To Adventure Ratio


Of course, the ideal drive to adventure ratio is zero. No driving, great adventures. We are lucky where we live as we can have great adventures right out the front door. I am a huge fan of adventuring in your own neighbourhood. Not only does it force some creativity into your adventures - see my recent 50 km day - but it also good for the planet.

Spring ski touring in the North Shore Mountains

In John Baldwin's unrivalled book, Exploring The Coast Mountains On Skis, he has trips in the North Shore Mountains of Vancouver and he highlights that the beauty of these trips is that instead of driving for three hours to get up the Duffy Lake Road, you spend that six hour transit time skiing, or hiking. I think that is a great attraction. I hate sitting in cars, buses, trains, or any other fossil fuel powered vehicle. It feels like such a waste of time and, as I have the attention span of a gnat, I am bored, restless and ready to move within about three minutes.

It does not take much to get me climbing the walls

My attitude was not always so clear. I used to drive a lot when we lived in Nelson as I had this penchant for doing new things, so I was always looking for the next mountain to climb or the next new route I could do.

Climbing a new route in the Valhallas

We did do some adventures from our mountain home. One year we skied from our house to the summit of Red Mountain in the Bonnington Range, a long, but not necessarily worthy journey as the slog up the rutted snowmobile tracked logging road took four hours. We did manage to do a couple of runs while we were in the alpine making the day over 30 kilometres long with 1500 metres of elevation gain.

Nearing the summit of Red Mountain

Once in the summer, we rode mountain bikes up the same road but climbed Copper Mountain instead. This was no mean feat either as I had no suspension at all on my mountain bike and Copper Mountain FSR is exceedingly steep and loose. Our notes indicate that the trip took 11 hours, but I think we spent a couple of those hours searching for the Copper Mountain Hut. In any event, it was another big day of over 30 kilometres and 1600 metres of gain. Those are trips you don't repeat when you just want to get out for a few hours training!

Me and a couple of ski buddies on Copper Mountain in spring

In any event, this entire blog post came about because I was thinking about driving over to the north side of the Bay for my morning run. I would travel some different trails and it is always cool to get up on North Head when there is a big swell running and stormy conditions at sea. But, when I thought about it, I realised that would be about an hour of driving for a two or three hour run and the drive to adventure ratio just didn't thrill me.

North Head view

So, what is the ideal drive to adventure ratio? I think at least 4:1.

Wednesday, May 20, 2020

May Sea Kayaking


It may appear from the blog that I am doing nothing during the Covid lockdown. Not so, in fact, I am busy all day everyday, always wondering about the people who complain of being bored. Among my multiplicity of goals is getting one blog post up per week. This week's is a compilation of a few of the sea kayak trips I have done over the Covid weeks.


Looking back at our trip database, we did a few kayak trips in May and all of them were outstanding. Maybe I am just thinking it would be churlish to say the trips were dull and boring while most of the world suffers under lockdown, but, I think it is more than that. They were actually outstanding trips - sunny, bright autumn days, clear water, good company, amazing scenery - you get the drill.


I made a short video about a trip I called Caves and Coves tour, which you can view here. This was an outstanding trip. The sea state was best described as amazingly calm and allowed us to easily paddle into all sorts of nooks and crannies not normally accessible. I went in the Blue Cave and then we paddled north up the coast, paddling through all manner of gauntlets and landing on tiny little beaches that are normally inaccessible. The most exciting event of the day was finding a new cave we had never been in before and paddling into a big chamber after backing in via a long dark tunnel. 


A week or so later, we went back with a friend to show him the cave we had found and, discovered another cave! Very close to the first and also a long dark tunnel to paddle into. It's possible this one may go right through the headland but it narrows down and twists into the cliff and is not the kind of "all the way through" that you could actually get a kayak in.


On this trip, we rounded North Head and came into a terrific off-shore westerly. It was a bit of a battle to cross the Bay to our home beach in those conditions but a good lesson in paddling into a headwind.


Later, when the restrictions lifted and we could gather outside in groups of 10, 8 of us paddled out to Montague Island from Mystery Bay. This was yet another stunning trip. There was a 1.5 metre easterly swell rolling in with occasional big and powerful waves washing the reefs at Mystery Bay, so some careful timing was involved in launching without getting cleaned up.



The paddle out to Montague Island went easily as there was very little current, and, along the way, a big group of dolphins came by. Nick got some amazing photos as they swam around his boat for a while.



The seals at the island, Australian Fur Seals at the north end, and New Zealand Fur Seals at the south end are always entertaining and again Nick was a wildlife magnet with one seal about 30 cm away from him and very curious. We paddled around the island which is always a treat as the east side is almost always rough with strong currents and big waves. While not placid, it was easily as calm as any of us have seen it on the east side which enabled us to take our time and paddle close along the stunning cliffs and into rocky bays.



Paddling back to Mystery Bay, everyone was feeling good about a day out with friends in such a stunning environment. There was one crash landing on the beach which resulted in a flesh wound and dinged up kayak but nothing that could not be mended.



And, best news of all, the Covid travel restrictions are due to be lifted June 1 in NSW which means overnight and longer kayak trips are back on the agenda.