Mt. Finlayson is in Goldstream Provincial Park and with Stefanie here for a week we decided to hike the highly recommended trail on Saturday.
The start of the trail has stairs, then the path wanders through the trees up and up with maps showing where you are every half kilometre or so.
We came to a map that showed a loop off the trail with a lookout and decided to check it out. The vistas were lovely looking over to other hilltops. We continued on through a temperate rainforest with huge ferns and a stream then hiked high to more vistas of the ocean. We hiked through forests of arbutus and golden Genista in bloom contrasted with purple fireweed. We saw an owl, a turkey buzzard, a snake and many beautiful songbirds.
At 4 o'clock I decided we should head back down the mountain. We retraced out steps and then found ourselves on new terrain. We figured that it was the spot we went off the main path but suddenly there was no trail! We went back and forth for about an hour looking for the path to now avail. Getting panicky I decided we should go back to an opening we had seen. We found our way back there and low and behold there was a golf course!
Approaching some people we found out that somehow we had left Mt. Finlayson and were now on Bear Mountain!! They seemed surprised at where we had come from and pointed to the rocky summit of the mountain where we should have been. We told them we were not going back in the woods so they
directed us down a gravel road to the highway and the parking lot. As we marched down the road we heard a rustling in the trees beside us which sounded like a large animal. I prayed it was a deer and not a cougar, known in these parts.
Three hours later and with sore feet we were back at the car. After showers and dinner we were relaxing and reading when I felt a sharp pain in my side. I looked down and there was a black tick burrowing in my skin...also known in these parts. What an adventure!
At 4 o'clock I decided we should head back down the mountain. We retraced out steps and then found ourselves on new terrain. We figured that it was the spot we went off the main path but suddenly there was no trail! We went back and forth for about an hour looking for the path to now avail. Getting panicky I decided we should go back to an opening we had seen. We found our way back there and low and behold there was a golf course!
Approaching some people we found out that somehow we had left Mt. Finlayson and were now on Bear Mountain!! They seemed surprised at where we had come from and pointed to the rocky summit of the mountain where we should have been. We told them we were not going back in the woods so they
directed us down a gravel road to the highway and the parking lot. As we marched down the road we heard a rustling in the trees beside us which sounded like a large animal. I prayed it was a deer and not a cougar, known in these parts.
Three hours later and with sore feet we were back at the car. After showers and dinner we were relaxing and reading when I felt a sharp pain in my side. I looked down and there was a black tick burrowing in my skin...also known in these parts. What an adventure!
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