Two years ago I rode up Cache Creek on a Fat Bike and now I am doing the 4.6 mile climb on my XC skis.
There was hardly any track to start because it was trampled by walkers. I was surprised to see this since staying out the track elsewhere seems to be one of God's edicts that everyone obeys.
The further away from the parking lot, the better it gets.
I called my dad for a pick up but didn't wait in this guy's driveway