Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Chilcotin Holidays

Leaving no Stone Unturned- Exploring Like a Pioneer

We've already come a long way you guys. Thus far, you've learned about how to bike in B.C and what's it like to be living on a ranch. But that's not how the “real” pioneers did it right? Indeed, the real pioneers rode horses, hiked and went fishing. You can see where this story is going.

Lover's Bluff
In one of my previous stories I told you that people get up pretty early around here and the opportunities that it brings. I wasn't lying. Last Thursday, some of us got up at 3:45 am. That's right, 3:45 am. Why? Seven staff members and myself went out for a hike to Lover's bluff. We got up that early so we could see the sunrise up there. To our surprise, it was already getting light. Still, we hiked up. We left after breakfast around, 4:30, armed with bear spray because we were about to cross bear country. The climb was steep and relatively long, but it was worth it: after a 1 hour hike we reached the top and witnessed the sun rising above Carpenter Lake. We sat down quietly, we looked at the horizon thinking: no words.

Pearson's lookout
Maybe I should describe my experiences more often with “no words”, so I have to write less . Yet, I like sharing my experiences with you guys. In this way, I am hoping to convince you all to turn off your computers and go exploring yourselves. OK, I'm losing track here. Where was I? Pearson's Lookout. A ranch means there are horses to ride which looks nice. Confession: before coming to Canada, I've never sat on a horse before, let alone riding one in the bush. I did make a bet with my colleagues in Belgium that during my stay at the ranch, I would ride a horse. So I did. But I didn't do it on my own. The nice people at the ranch gave me an orientation in Western riding and they put me on Willy. Willy is a great horse! He will get you anywhere, but he does like to eat, a lot. But then again, who doesn't? After saddling the horse and the riding orientation, we left for Pearson's lookout. We crossed a river, walked through bush, climbed a mountain and Willy ate, a lot. Willy sure does like those leaves! But he kept on going, step by step, up the steep hill, reaching the top. Once at the top, Willy and me stood firm, we looked at the horizon thinking: no words.

Mowson Pond
During my time at the Ranch, I got to know Vasco a little bit better. Vasco is a 30 year old German who came to Canada to fish. I never met anybody who knows more about fishing than he does (and talks about it). For that reason, we call him, Captain. After listening to the Cap'n talking passionately about fishing, I just needed to go fishing with him. There was no other way. So what did the Cap'n do? He came over to me and said: “Get your gear Sammy, I'm taking you to Mowson Pond, I'm taking you fishing.” We headed out with a fishing rod, rain gear, warm clothes, two paddles and a small boat on our trailer. Once on the water (not getting cold, paddling you know), we started looking for fish, which was easier said than done. Alas, we didn't catch any fish, but we did see some rainbow trout jumping out of the water. So, the Captain and me just floated around, we looked at the horizon thinking: no words.

It's true, I will never be a true pioneer, nor will I ever know exactly what they did or experienced while doing it. One thing I do know, at one moment or another, hiking up a mountain, riding a horse or crossing a lake, at one point in time, they must have looked at the horizon thinking: no words.

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We are a licensed guide outfitter and we conduct guided wilderness adventures throughout our 5,000 square km operating area. This guide area has been operational since 1880, making it the oldest in British Columbia. More about us HERE.

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