Day 1: The Climb

 

Betty, Bruce and Kate trudging up the mountain…

 

 Taking a short rest while wondering what on Earth possessed me to go on this trip…, and

Ready to cross the suspension bridge over Robson river.

 

Bruce and myself in front of mighty Emperor Falls.

Unfortunately, not all was well when we arrived.  We found out we didn’t bring the fly for the tent – just as it was starting to rain.  A combination of the ground sheet, a rain parka, garbage bags, pieces of rope and string, duct tape and rocks was going to have to keep us dry for the next four nights.  Less then an hour after we had put up this makeshift palace, Mount Robson decided to test our endeavors with a heavy downpour of hail.  Miracle of miracles – the contraption stood its ground.