Flora Peak

I have been trying to say yes more often, to break out of my self-imposed hermetically sealed lifestyle. Today I said yes to myself, so at least I was half way there. I completed my fifth of ten mountain climbs for My Peak Challenge, the steepest one yet. I tried to talk myself out of it....it's raining...it's cold...there won't be any view, what's the point. But then I said yes.

I've passed the trail head many times on my way to Lindeman Lake, and after reading the trail reports with adjectives like "brutal" and "relentlessly steep", I'd always just passed by. But, I felt ready and I was. The first few kilometers were the steepest, next to the final push for the peak, but the rest wasn't too bad. The trail is well maintained and taped, which really helped near the top.

The peaks of the Cheam Range and North Cascades were obscured by clouds for most of the day, as was the view of Flora Lake.

I chose to veer left and hoof it up Flora Peak. Even here there was trail tape to guide me to the top. I know my limits, and the rocks were loose and I'm a klutz. I called it quits for the uphill after climbing just over 4,000 feet, a personal best since climbing Panorama Ridge as a young gal of 20. I knew the stunning views would be denied by the clouds, so I wasn't disappointed in myself that I didn't quite make the peak.

The clouds were kind enough to lift on my way down. My favourite hikes include some ridge walking. There's something special about being above it all after emerging from the cocoon of the forest or descending through clouds.

I called this my "OMG look at that view" shot on Twitter, but the truth is I thought the picture was done and I was just airing out the sweaty pits.

Indian Paintbrush remains my favourite alpine flower.

Final pause to admire Chilliwack Lake before my determined descent. My knees really felt it. Especially the last kilometer. Now I'm off to soak in Epsom salts.