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.
2 miles in and it's really good.
Halfway up the clothes start coming off
The trail keeps going but I wouldn't want to continue alone
By the time I got to the end of the trail I took off my thermal layer
but had to put my coat back on because it got cold this high up in the canyon.
Then came the 4.6 mile descent
I called my dad for a pick up but didn't wait in this guy's driveway
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