The weather has been amazing out here the past several weeks. Except, of course, for the long Labor Day weekend. Dreams of camping and strenuous hiking were quickly dashed. Luckily, we scored a great Plan B at a rustic townhome in Whistler courtesy of Mark and Jen (mostly Jen, though).
Saturday afternoon we went out for a stroll and came upon some canoe rentals at Alta Lake. The weather was looking sorta clear so we rented a couple of them. We had a nice little paddle across the lake and down a narrow river.
Zizou’s enjoyment of the affair was questionable at times (he’d much rather be in the water). Somehow, this is the third Labor Day in a row that we’ve all been on a watercraft together—powerboat in Tahoe 2007 and river raft in Idaho 2008 round out the list.
At this point it was time to cruise back up the river and back across the lake to the dock. The only challenge was that the weather wasn’t really cooperating with us. While Mark and Jen are professional paddlers and just cruised right out of there, the competencies in the Klugusamy canoe left much to be desired.
The first three times we thought we were out of the mouth to the river and into the lake, the gale force winds quickly blew us backwards into some reeds. There was much frustration and cursing in our canoe. On the other hand, the always optimistic Zizou seemed to enjoy this windy part the most—he had his nose in the air just taking it all in.
After a brief time out and rational discussion of our game plan, we were back in the lake…phew. Mark and Jen seemed to be relieved that we weren’t forever lost. And we were on our way back to the dock/rustic townhome.
Sunday took us to Joffre Lakes Provincial Park north of Pemberton, BC. There are three alpine lakes on this supposedly excellent trail. Sadly we only saw one of them, and it was all Zizou’s fault. Part of the trail is a huge rock scramble and it was a bit too nerve wracking watching him work his way through it, so we turned around.
Can only imagine what the upper and middle lakes look like because the lower one is just gorgeous. Here Ziz took a swim while some random hooligans did some of the pot.
Back at the rustic townhome, I drank Baileys while Lillie and Jen made Red Lobster style biscuits, and Mark whipped up some soup from scratch.
Then Lillie ice grilled Jen while everyone else tried to have fun playing Taboo…
The rest of the Whistler trip was just more eating and sleeping. Props again to Mark for playing chef. A trip through Vancouver on the way home Monday wouldn’t be complete without some Japanese food. We hit up Motomachi Shokudo and it was awesome. Here’s my $10 pork ramen in a charcoal broth:
Great celebration of Labor/Labour.