Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Augh Hau Hau...Yes, seriously, i can speak french

So its about damn time i write something up here and i just chugged a cup of coffee walked over to the Fort Collins public Library and sat down with jittering fingers and lots of shit to jabber about...Last I left the blog i was still in the interior BC and working our way to the ROcky mountains eastward...so from there i will pick up.

Fearless and intrepid we were well worn from our travels thus far in the great providence of British Columbia...Our street smarts were honed and we were up for our greatest challenge yet:
Find the top of this, the highest peak in the Canadian rockies. Dominating the skyline, Mt. Robson is something not to be reckoned with, i do reckon we were out for a serious fight but with fists up we went head long in our next adventure. Team X, a bunch of GCC's, we're going to dominate...


First things first though: We had to make Italian stallion jokes over our 3ft long, 7 pound hunk of meat stick we bought for a mere 9 canadian dollars...You coudln't make it for that much! This thing lasted us 3 weeks nearly; we fried it, boiled it, ate it straight, put it in soup, sauteed it, had it for breakfast, lunch, dinner and we even ate it for Thanksgiving since one of its ingredients was Turkey, along with other mechanically separated meats such as pork, chicken, beef and baby seals. Thats the goods right there: 3 feet of goodness!

Ok, once we got past the obvious distractions we donned our packs, took a picture of the map (sorta) and we were off until we stopped and took a picture before we actually started.

Off to Berg lake, thousands and thousands of feet up up and away, but really it wasn't too bad - 22k's or something of the sort

Impervious to the weather, we walked through plenty of it. The sky's were cloudy and spitting some sort of precip depending on our elevation: rain to start, freezing rain and then finally the glorious snow we were looking for!

We pushed on and were pleased when Shaun busted out his tickets: tickets to the gun show that is. We tried to sell these bad boys to some passing hikers but they weren't too impressed.

Once we realized they weren't going to buy our gun show tickets jacqui tried to distract them by dancing like a castrated turkey while i went looking through their backpack for cheese...random, i know, but seriously, true story.

We didnt find any cheese, but we were stoked when we found this big kick ass glacier...Claimed, that shit is ours and belongs now to the sovereign nation of Team Xtreme.

Along with glaciers we also claimed some of these really cool waterfalls:
And this one too...ours

We also heard that if you drink from the waterfalls then you get to claim them too, so shaun took one for the team and went for the cold shower with the intention of filling his water bottle...what a Gary, there was ice everywhere and we all nearly caned ourselves.

Ok, enough of that jibber jabber, getting back to the actual story: We busted the hike out in record time and when we initially started we were expecting to be tenting out up here next to the lake but we found this amazing cabin with walls (we passed some wall-less shelters on the way in and so seeing walls on this one was particularly exciting) and a wood stove and we busted our way in...

Only to find that the cabin was already being occupied by some like-minded individuals: They already had the stove going and it was warm warm warm: Lovely, i'd have to say. If i can remember right they were all Canadians and one of them was a Quebec-Qua - We called her Frenchy. THis is Frenchy in a picture.
So we were having a deep conversation about the civil disarrest in Guantanamo when Mr. McCracken announced proudly, that he could speak french.
Frenchy was like, oh ya?
What do can you say? and the challenge was presented
Without missing a beat shaun filled his lungs and proudly, loudly claimed in his best french accent:
"Augh Hau Hau!" (dirty mans french laugh)
I was sitting next to him and was instantly put in stitches. nearly falling off my seat i too was proud at my good mates best attempt to speak french by laughing in a french accent!
Frency on the other hand: Stone faced. She musta though we were pulling the wool over her eyes or something cause she very coldly replied:
"You didn't say anything! you just laughed with an accent"
And proudly shaun said. YEP, French! and did one of those "Did you see what i just did there gestures"
Classic! I love your work bro.

We didnt' earn many more points with Frenchy's group after that, infact frenchy lived up to her French Canadian Stigma: Rude rather unfriendly! No worries though, we didn't care, this was our view from our front porch and no rude french canadian could ruin it!

So the next day we did a massive side hike and tried to get up to a pass next to Mt. Robson. We didn't make it all the way but we did cover some good distance and saw some kick ass things. Such as:

These winter ptarmigans

Which we somehow spotted amid the blizzard we were in. There are 4 of these birds in this picture, see how many you can find.


We hiked up above the valley floor

Found stone figures to imitate

Made it to the meadows just below the pass

And then the sun came out and we celebrated

Then it got snowy again and we turned around - another 20k's of hiking in under our belts!
Shaun and Jaqs are in this picture way way in the back.

Here's me, proud, happy, pelvic thrusting!

We took a visit to the terminal face of the glacier and got a feel for how small we really were. Awesome blue ice everywhere.

A bit of exposure in some nasty weather!


We got back from the hike and i decided that if you look at a lake too long you just have to go swimming in it. So there i went. Cold.

I tried to make it to the other side to go play with the icebergs falling off the face of the glacier but i decided that was pretty bold and since i coudln't feel much of my body i turned around.

So we spent one more night in this magical place and finally decided we should pack up and move on, not to mention the mice were eating our food each night and leaving us nothing but pooh in return. But we did feel we dominated so before we left we took this dominating picture

And, just like any place you stay for a while, we took a lot of other nice pretty pictures: For example:




Moon Rise!



We had Bluebird on our way out which was awesome since we didn't see anything on our way in cause of clouds. What a treat.



Once we got out from our amazing trip to Mt. Robson we traveled down the spine of the Canadian rockies looking for work for the winter. We found Leroy here and tried to convince him to join team extreme but he just wanted to eat some shrubage - I dont blame the guy, it woulda been a tight fit in the van with a rack like that!

Blue water

Big Mountains


1 comment:

Jacs said...

Thats fucken awesome chris - icouldnt have said it better myself!