I finally made it to the Ground Up Climbing Gym the other day – with thanks to a British bud of mine with a car, handy stuff.
It was a little tougher than I thought. I figured with my background as an Outdoor Pursuits Instructor I might have some level of natural talent. But I felt like a true beginner.
I threw myself at it and have got plenty of raw skin and bruises to prove it. I’m really looking forward to getting back at it and conquering some of the more basic routes.
I stuck to bouldering this time, equipment wise it’s a lot cheaper. I borrowed some climbing shoes, nabbed a free day pass from a monthly member and I was set.
After an hour or or scrambling about on the baby routes we went for a beer and some pizza at the BackCountry Brewing.I tasted a whole bunch of beer before settling on their pale ale. Here I continued to spend no money as I was treated by my British companion who worked there – great stuff.
I drank free beer into the afternoon, heading over to Ian’s apartment for a few before going back to the hostel to get ready for a little staff do. We’d been invited out to Squamish Rafting’s annual bonfire bonanza at Fergie’s.
We arrived as it was getting dark, just enough daylight to still be able to recognise all the local faces all over the shop. Girls from work, local adventure instructors and just general friends of friends. Real tight community here in the ole Squam.
I danced the night away, ‘n’ climbed up on to a batting cage to sit for a while. Gotta love being up high.
This past week there’s been an enchanting birthday party and a river rafting trip.
There’s not too much to report from the party. We dressed up as fairies (and a few cow boys) and we took over one of the hostel dorms for most of the night. We headed out onto the town as the place we call home enforced quiet hours at 11pm.
Dorm room fun for Raquel’s Birthday, Anais left, Myself right
With $30 spending money from our darling manager here at the hostel we went and got a drink at the tackiest (only) night club in town and danced the night away. Despite having the entire club to ourselves the DJ seemed to be having a party of his own and took very few of our requests – the rascal.
A few days later a bunch of us got the opportunity to head out on a rafting trip with Squamish Rafting. The day trip took us down the Elaho River, about an hours drive from where I am now.
I’ve been a little wary of water since a little incident about ten years ago. Despite feeling like somewhat of a water baby, I have grown to understand that us humans have very little agency over our great oceans and rivers. No matter how much I’d like to believe I’m some mermaid creature, destined to be forever by the water, the water can still kill you if you become complacent.
As the water rushed down the river in front of me I began our trip a little anxious. Our guide discussed in detail what to do if one of us were to take a dip and how the rescue would take place.
The moment I got on the water I remembered how comfortable this feeling was.
Images courtesy of Squamish Rafting: Available from squamishrafting.smugmug.com/Elaho-Whitewater-Experience/June-4-2017
We rafted, I cliff jumped in glacier fed water and we barbequed. It was a beautiful day.
The Ever-loving Abigail
Music is blasting and I’ve got a glass of red in my hand – so to speak, I type with both hands so there’s time for sipping breaks.
Currently, Squamish is still my kingdom of choice. Still not in a rush to go anywhere. However a short trip back to Vancouver beckons as two travel pals find themselves heading my way: Saskia who I met the first time I was in Canada back in September, is back from a little road trip with her boyfriend and soon to begin a three week trip with her family. She’s staying in Vancouver for a few days and ready for a little reunion. Lolo has also returned to me, another German has found his way across the states and all the way over in Van.
So many catch ups await me. I shall return to Vancouver and back to stay with my old work buddy, another Brit whom I stayed with last time I was in the city. Matt and his partner, a very hospitable duo, are welcoming me back to their place as an unpaid guest once again. I’m so blessed to have such lovely friends.
Mate, I swear if I ever go on my tour of Germany I’m going to have so many places to stay – so many lovely travel companions from this country.
My travel bucket list hasn’t changed too much since being out here. I’m still eager to tour Germany and Ireland in full. And NZ. New Zealand isss hiiiighh on that list.
International friendships are the best – all da perks 😉
I’ll have more to write about tomorrow after a day of being a fairy for Raquel’s birthday. The day should include: canoeing, enchanted creatures and sparkling wine. What a life ae?
Fan dabby dozey.
The Ever-loving Abigail