Is the journey better than the destination? That's what I've been asking myself over July, but still can't answer the question until I get to the destination, and right now that's a big if.
What I can answer is that the journey has been amazing, it all started in July on Friday the 13th. I was on the road at 5:30 in the morning, heading towards Whistler, with the wind flowing over my bald head.
The mission was to finally bag Panorama Ridge in Garibaldi Park.
The pictures don't really capture the beauty, it's total worth your time to get up there. By the end of the day I was bagged and had to get some sleep because I was off to Nanaimo, the next day.
One week later, I started my weekend off by being on the road by 5:30 again and was heading into Manning this time. The plan was to bag Frosty on Friday, spend the night in my car and bag Outram on Saturday.
One week later, in a similar fashion, I was on the road again towards Coquihalla to bag Flatiron & Needle. For those of you that haven't done the Needle, it's scary in some parts.
The journey was definitely very fun, life 2000 metres above sea level is nice. I encourage all of you to spend more time where the air is thinner.
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