A Story from 1994
To get to Garibaldi Lake there is a 9 kilometer hike, up hill, switchback after switchback. My friend and I had decided to hike up to the lake and camp over night. It was July and there was still snow in places, but on we hiked, up, up, up. I was not exactly a well seasoned hiker at the time (still just only dabble in it), and, so, not in the best of shape to begin with and the pack on my back was heavy. But the scenery was beautiful, especially the views from The Barrier and the first glimpse of Garibaldi Lake.
At one point I fell in a tree well full of snow, only one leg mind you, I was lucky. I can imagine what it looked like, one leg on the trail and one leg in the snow well! Like uncomfortable side splits. It was a relief to get to the lake I can tell you! We set up camp and toured the small info hut, which had some cougar skat on display. Fascinating! But I kid, there is useful info in there. The Grey Jays were the only wildlife that kept us company during our short stay. Thank God!
The next morning, we packed up our gear and headed back down. It was ALL downhill from here, easy peasy, right? Part way down I landed wrong on my foot and twisted my knee. My friend didn’t seem to think it was a big deal and proceeded to take off ahead of me, leaving me behind.
As I inched along at a snails’ pace, I had the feeling that I would be on the mountain side FOREVER. I didn’t know how I would get to the car before dark. Then out of nowhere (although they came up from behind me lol) came a man and his two children. I moved off the trail to let them pass and he asked if I was okay. I said, no, I’ve wrecked my knee and it hurts to walk and my ‘friend’ has taken off ahead of me. He suggested we swap packs, his was a light day pack, and so this is how we proceeded down: he in front with his kids, whenever they got too far ahead, they would stop and wait for me to catch up. When we finally reached the cars, we swapped back and I thanked him profusely. My ‘friend’ was waiting by the car, MY car, I had the KEYS. I was so mad I was speechless. She didn’t even offer to drive, it was my right knee that twisted, so gas pedal/brake leg.
To this day, I still think I may still be up there if it hadn’t been for the man and his kids! I don’t remember their names anymore but definitely remember the deed!
And, no, I am no longer friends with that ‘friend’, for about 20 years now! 🙂