Countdown

Well I have a chance to get a quick bag night before the end of November (and I will take it!). Managed to convince my cousin and my mate Jason to join in this short but exciting endeavour. Our plan is to climb Sigurd Peak in Squamish Valley BC. Forecast is looking so so. But you never know, we might luck out. So the bag is packed and T minus 14 hours until the alarm clock goes off and well shit, I still have to put in a full shift at work this evening. Eek!

Planning overnighters this time of year tends to be a bit more tricky as the diminishing daylight becomes such a big factor. Of course that and unstable weather conditions…

Stay tuned for the follow up! (Hoping we stay dry..ish)

Cheers.

 

Hey Folks. I finally had a chance to sit down and out together a bit of a slide show of my trip from this past summer cycle touring from Calgary Alberta to Richmond BC. Here is a link to it on my you tube page.

Cheers.

 

A Dream of Rainier

Climbing Mount Rainier has been on my mind and on my radar for a long time, all 14000+ feet of it. I find that it keeps randomly coming up in conversations, and not always by me. Sometimes someone mentions reading about it, or that they know someone who climbed it and suddenly my ears perk up. I have spoken with folks in my hiking and climbing wheelhouse about tackling it and we all sit there and ponder the greatness of a trip like that. As the weather is slowly changing here on the west coast I am thinking more about mountain trips and less about summer cycling adventures and this has brought my mind back to Mount Rainier. Though a successful summit would likely take place between June and September perhaps now is the perfect time to start the planning process of tackling such a feat. I don’t know when I will be able to take it on, next summer? the summer after? Regardless I am finding myself slowly  pulling the pieces together (at least in my mind). Perhaps it is time to start putting these thoughts to paper.

In the short term I have a few smaller projects on the go. Up next, we are less than a month away from an overnight summit attempt on Sigurd peak in the Squamish Valley.

Cheers.

Processing Time.

Grizzly Bear’s “Yellow House” Album is playing and I, sitting on my kitchen floor with coffee in hand am processing.

For me this is common. This is my spot. For others it may be yoga, painting, or meditation and such. In this crazy 24/7 life that we are all breezing through at lightning speed I think it is extremely valuable to give ourselves this time to process. Time to filter through our day to day and week to week decisions, goals, and plans of execution. Without this time we are all simply gunning it down the highway in the fast lane trying to get to an unknown destination. Perhaps it is wiser, no fuck that. I know it is wiser to pull off that highway from time to time, get your bearings and try to figure out just where exactly you are heading.

So stop a moment. Grab your paint brushes, or yoga mat, or put the coffee on, grab a seat and load the next album.

After last years failed attempt at MOMAR I was left with a sour taste in my mouth. Though I felt we did the best we could given the scenario we were in, there was still a lingering feeling of an opportunity missed. Some unfinished business.

It was only a matter of time before I found myself on the registration page of the 2016 edition of the race. “I will finish that race”, I contacted one of my running mates Jason and convinced him to get on board, and so the cycle started all over again.

The race was held this past weekend up in Cumberland BC (where it had been last year). Already I thought. Perfect. Some advantages to being on familiar ground. Also this year in my arsenal was a double kayak, rudder and all. This would help ensure that me and my teammate were not to be one of the last out of the water (again). One more perk this year was the hook up from Ryan Poole and the gang over at Beaufort Cycles (http://beaufortcycles.ca/).  We were now ready to ride the downhill section of the race on bikes that were designed to do so. Don’t even get me started on last years.

wp-image-597545131jpg.jpg

The race weekend came up quick. On the ferry ride over to the island Jason and I brushed up on some of our navigation skills and read over any extra information we could get our hands on via the web. He was excited and a bit nervous for his first Adventure race, and I was just straight up out for redemption from last year calamity.

After getting situated at a friends place where we would be spending the weekend we made our way to the Friday night check in for the race. The place was buzzing. A lot of good energy. Different folks of all different skill levels, collecting their racing gear and such. It was intoxicating and you couldn’t help but to start feeling pumped for the race. A quick visit with an old friend and we headed back to our host house to get ourselves organized and (if possible) get some sleep.

Race day. The alarm went off at 6:00am. We got up and packed our bags. We had a bit of time to kill before heading out so we jumped on the bikes and took them for a spin around the neighborhood to see how they handled.. and smooth was the answer. We packed the kayak on to the car and headed for the kayak drop off. As we arrived the beach was filled with folks busily getting their kayaks organized and fitted properly. “This is starting to feel real” Jason said as we carried our kayak down to the beach. “I know.” I replied quietly. Having been in this situation before I too was going through the same race day nervous energy and I was focusing on the day ahead of us.

We hopped back in the car to take the bikes over to the bike drop. The weather outside was overcast with the odd break in the clouds. Good racing weather. We dropped the bikes and made way to the shuttle bus to take us back to the start line. It was quiet on the bus as everyone seemed to be going through the upcoming race in their minds.

We arrived back at the beach and received our race maps 1 hour before the race. 1 hour to visualize the terrain that we would be tackling. Folks everywhere started plotting their plans of execution. The call came over the speakers for us to make our way to the kayaks and get out on the lake to the starting line. It was now happening. We all funneled out to the starting position and awaited the starting blow of the air horn… 3 2 1 Go!


Everyone exploded off the line in a frenzy. You couldn’t help hitting the boats beside you as everyone vied for the front of the pack. We made our way to the outside satisfied with having space over position, besides the was plenty of lake to make up any lost ground.

The kayak section went by fairly quickly and we soon transitioned over to the trekking portion. Many ups and downs as we rolled along the mountainside back towards town. Going from sitting in a kayak to running straight up the mountain definitely wasn’t the funnest way to get your legs moving for the day, but that’s adventure racing.

We made our way into town and now transitioned into the mountain bike section. This I can tell is not my strong point. We zig zagged our way across the amazing bike trails that Cumberland has to offer. At one point we made a near fatal error while trying to make it to one of the check points. Taking the wrong logging road a good 3 kms up hill before realizing we had to turn around. Grrr.

As the day wore on we were starting to get tired. Upon completion of the bike section we headed back to the bike drop. It was seconds before 4:00pm and we had 1 hour left to complete the orienteering section, and the race.

We dashed into the bush. Hungry for the finish and a sense that it was in our grasp we made way for the first of the five orienteering check points. We soon found ourselves side by side with another team and began working together to tackle the remaining check points that stood between us and sweet sweet glory. Second checkpoint. Third checkpoint. Fourth checkpoint. My legs were now giving out. Cramping every step I took. “We are finishing this race”. We made our way to the location of the final checkpoint. I ran (rather hobbled) back and forth along the section of trail that the checkpoint was assumed to be at. Jason nervously shouting “Chris we gotta go!” Frantically I kept searching knowing that we still had a good run to the finish line and neither one of us could run anymore. “Segers we gotta go NOW!”. Jason called it and we had to make our way for the finish line as time was quickly running out, if we did not make it over the finish line by 5:00pm we were a DNF (did not finish).

As we pressed our way toward the end and barely able to move I thought about last year and how things had gone so wrong and now here we were finishing what had been left undone last time. Not being satisfied with not finishing the race. Not being satisfied with knowing I could have done better. We made our way across the finish line. Jason competing in his first ever Adventure Race and me getting a chance to knock that bad taste out of my mouth. 17/18 checkpoints and 6 minutes until cut off. I will take it.

wp-1475040118257.jpg

MOMAR. You are one tough race, and you did not disappoint!

Cheers.

Check out the Mind Over Mountain Adventure Race website (MOMAR), see if you got what it takes.

http://mindovermountain.com/momar/

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hey folks. Last summer I cycled an amazing route along the Sunshine Coast. Rolling hills, some big climbs and some cold beers. I was asked recently if I could put together an article for folks looking to go cycle touring in that region. If you ever venture out this way it is a fantastic ride. Check out the article here:

Cheers.

http://www.explore-mag.com/Langdale-to-Lund-the-Sunshine-Coast-Cycling-Route-you-Need-to-Pedal

 

 

And with that summer looks like it is getting ready to pack it in. The last few months have been a whirlwind for me. Some big trips, some small ones. Weddings and BBQ’s. Leading into fall feels a bit different this year. With our family getting a little bigger in the upcoming year, I am excited at the whole new world of adventure that lies ahead.

As for the short term, I am looking to round out the year with a couple more races including a rematch with the Mind Over Mountain Adventure Race which is less than a month away and maybe one more multi day trip somewhere in the west coast mountains. Always looking forward to that next big trip.

Cheers.

I had an opportunity this summer to tackle an Epic “Bucket list” type trip. Cycling from Calgary Alberta to Richmond BC. 11 days, 1100kms, and a few big hills to climb. I collaborated with Explore Magazine to share this journey. Enjoy the ride…

Cheers

http://www.explore-mag.com/Cycling-Alberta-to-BC-yes-this-is-how-i-choose-to-vacation

 

I Survived! This was an epic 11 day, 1100 km cycling trip across BC. Write up to come soon.

Cheers folks.

20160711_142356

The bag is packed, the bike is boxed. Heading to the airport and off to Calgary to start my 11 day. 1000km adventure across BC!