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Perfecting My Caterpillar Crawl

Posted by on August 14, 2011 at 11:55 am.

Do you samba? I don’t. I think I came pretty close to a Samba no pé this week though. According to Wikipedia (the source of all condensed common knowledge), “Samba no pé is a solo dance that is most often danced impromptu when samba music is played. The basic movement involves a straight body and a bending of one knee at a time. The feet move very slightly — only a few inches at a time.”

Call me crazy, but doesn’t that sound like speed walking? Or belly crawling? But you know, to music?

Horne Lake Caves Extreme Tour

Inside the Caves

I went on my first Samba Days adventure at Horne Lake Caves Provincial Park on Vancouver Island this week and did my own version of the Samba no pé (or what I like to call “the caterpillar crawl”) in the underbelly of the area’s most popular underground caverns. This is technically the third cave tour I’ve been on (first in Queensland Australia and then in Oregon USA) but while the caves at this park aren’t the biggest or the most stunning, this tour definitely beat the other two hands down!

O quê, you ask? Sim! It’s unfair competition really, because how can you compete with a tour that includes five underground rope stations, rappelling 70ft down into a damp cave with mutant larvae swimming around, and belly crawling through four crevices? Though it’s technically a tourist-friendly adventure, it’s not your typical stand-behind-the-ropes-while-I-educate-you type tour. And for that, it’s a hundred times better!

Getting There

Horne Lake Caves Provincial Park is located about an hour north of Nanaimo on Vancouver Island. To get there from Vancouver, take the ferry from Horseshoe Bay to Nanaimo ($63.15 each way for one passenger in one car). You could take the ferry from Tsawwassen to Nanaimo instead, but it’s a longer journey and the price is the same.

Once you get on the island, toss your GPS because it’s pretty much useless when it comes to finding the park. Mine for example decided that it was in the middle of the Georgia Straight, and most others want to take you to the other side of the lake. To get there, follow the directions on the park’s website.

Chris showing us the equipment

Chris showing us the equipment

Arrival

I had my concerns when I first arrived at the little portable office to check in for the morning Rappel Clinic (mandatory if you haven’t gone outdoor rappelling). This was my guide’s first season on the job and I had to sign a form releasing the staff from any liabilities due to negligence on their part if something happened to me (gulp). My worries were completely unfounded though, because my guide Chris is awesome! Not only is he trained to be uber-safe, but he’s also well versed in all those names for creepy crawlies and weird cave formations that you would only ever find in textbooks, and he’s eager to share the knowledge!

My next concern was about the equipment — in particular, the hygiene of the equipment. The helmets looked like they could use a few scrub downs and the staff admitted that they’re not disinfected after each use (Eew!). But safety comes first right? At the end of the day, I got so dirty in the caves that the darkened straps of the unwashed helmet was the last thing on my mind.

Rappel Clinic

Once the forms were signed and the helmets and harnesses were on, the four other participants for the morning Rappel Clinic and I followed Chris up the road by car (about 1km), up a mountain trail by foot, and down a ladder onto the rappelling platform. We saw a small garden snake trying unsuccessfully to avoid our stares as he slithered next to the ladder we were descending.

As I stood clipped to the safety rope watching Chris demonstrate what we would be doing during the Rappel Clinic, I started to get nervous. I had seen the cliff we would be descending from below, and it really isn’t that high. But it’s been a few years since I went rock climbing so that initial fear began to creep back up. I volunteered to go first and looked spectacularly daft inching backwards towards the edge like a fawn that was trying to balance on her legs for the first time. Once I let go though, it was easier than riding a bike. Step. Waddle. Step. Step. Step. Wheeee! And land. The rope (and Chris) did most of the work.

5-hour Underground Extreme Tour (aka Extreme Rappel Cave Tour)

The Buddha

The Buddha

After lunch, I gathered in the portable office again to meet with the other two tour participants (Sean and his son Julian) and we headed off on a 20 minute hike to the cave entrance. When we arrived, I began to doubt my physical fitness since I was already very warm from the short hike up. The receptionist hadn’t asked for my weight or athletic abilities when I signed up for the trip. I had asked whether there’s a weight restriction since the tour involves a fair amount of rappelling; there isn’t. As we began our first crawl through the caves though, I began to think there should be because if I were triple the size I am right now I would definitely not feel comfortable crawling through those spaces! Chris said that larger participants are able to dig a path for themselves to get through. But as you can see from the video below, it would be a big blow to the ego for larger tummies to try and squeeze through there.

Between each crawl, Chris would explain how the different calcite structures were formed over the years. The names for most of the deposits are pretty self-explanatory: bacon strips, straws, chili peppers. We tried our best not to touch any of the calcite deposits because as Chris explained, the oils and dirt on our skin stain them and they look a lot nicer when they’re pearly white and nearly transparent.

Wonderbread Room

Wonderbread Room

Our first rappel was down 17ft into what’s known as the Wonderbread Room for its dough-like calcite deposits. The other side of the room is covered in man-made rock art that makes for some pretty nifty decoration. The room was dripping everywhere so it was like being in cheap hotel shower (the kind that drips and drips but never has a steady flow). We then took a detour to view Achilles Pot (a very steep drop) and navigated on our rope line to get back onto the main route.

We took a circus ladder down the path, winding through uneven walls of rock and calcite, and arrived at our final rappel. The big 70ft drop into the China Shop. In comparison to the rooms at Oregon Caves, the China Shop isn’t as impressive as I had expected. Granted, the only light we had was on our helmets so there was probably a lot more that we couldn’t see.

Once we were all on solid ground again, we continued just a little further to a small pond and the end of our passage. Chris looked around for a while to see if there was any creatures in the water that he could show us, but there was nothing there that day. We ended up seeing an albino mutant larvae on our way back out though which was pretty cool. Before we headed back out, we turned out our headlamps and sat in the dark to listen to the caves. All we could hear was the water dripping down. It was cool and calm down there. Surprisingly fresh actually! After a while, we started our journey back out.

Sean Rappelling

Sean Rappelling

I had wondered after our first rappel how we were going to get back up. I thought there would be some kind of pulley-system but Chris told us that we were meant to climb back up (while clipped to the rope of course). For those that experience some sort of melt-down while in the caves (it happens), the only way out is to go the way you came so the guides are able to pull people up using the ropes if necessary. The climbs up the rock walls turned out to be my favourite part of the tour (go figure!).

When we got to the first crawl, Chris asked if we would be interested in crawling through the dark. The vote was unanimous: YEAH! We turned off the lamps and started crawling. At one point I couldn’t figure out how anyone could fit through because I was digging and squirming but was just too big for the small crack. It took me about two whole seconds before I realized that the route had an s-curve and I had been digging below a rock wall! :P

Once we were out into the open we joined in a Family Tour (the other tours go into the same cave but don’t go as far) for an interpretation of the different formations on the wall, and then made our exit.

I normally think of summer forest air as reasonably fresh and airy, but after being in the caves the outside world felt humid and suffocating. Could it be that the caves have fresher air? Haha

The End

I had a fabulous time at Horne Lake Caves Provincial Park and would definitely recommend the 5-hour Underground Extreme Tour (also known as the Extreme Rappel Cave Tour). You can purchase the tour online or in store with Samba Days, but you must call ahead to make your reservation(s). There is a maximum of five participants on each 5-hour Underground Extreme Tour and the tours only run from June through October.

Getting to the island isn’t cheap so unless money isn’t an issue, this is more of an add-on adventure to your stay on the island. Horne Lake Caves Provincial Park has campground spaces available for rent, but check with the staff before you dive into the lake (people are getting Swimmer’s Itch from the lake right now).


 

 Tips for Travellers

  1. If you want to view the Rappel Clinic or explore the self-guided caves, you *must* rent a helmet ($8.50 for the day).
  2. Make sure you go to the bathroom before heading out on a cave tour! The dripping and streaming water will drive you mad if you don’t.
  3. If you go on the 5-hour Underground Extreme Tour, bring knee pads. My knees are literally covered in bruises right now because I didn’t.
  4. Don’t wear anything you wouldn’t want to get dirty and / or torn up on the 5-hour Underground Extreme Tour. There’s lots of belly crawling and jagged edges involved.
  5. Bring gloves on the 5-hour Underground Extreme Tour. It’s not too cold down there (about 8° C) but without them your fingers will freeze while climbing the aluminum ladders.
  6. Bring a bottle of water with you so you can have something to drink during the hike up to the cave entrance. You can leave the bottle at the start of the first rappel and pick it up when you make your way back out.
  7. If you have long hair, try to keep it tied in a bun or braid it below your helmet. Pigtails and ponytails have a tendency to get caught in the ropes.
  8. There are no food stands at Horne Lake Caves Provincial Park, so bring a lunch with you if you decide to spend the day there.
  9. There is no running water at Horne Lake Caves Provincial Park, so bring hand wipes with you (there are porta-potties).
  10. Bring bug repellent because there are mosquitoes.

Thanks to Samba Days for this adventure!

Meet Your Newest Sambassador: Me!

Posted by on August 2, 2011 at 5:46 pm.

I met up with my buddy Kevin for coffee last week and one of the first things he said was “I think you’ve worn that shirt every time we’ve met” (at least in the past year). It was my grey tee with a cartoon sketch of a camera captioned with the words “i’ll shoot you.” He was probably right. I have seven tank tops and tees that I rotate, as if on a weekly schedule. And now you know one of my secret reasons for not wanting to make videos for so long.

It’s not that I don’t like new clothes. But given a choice between a closet full of nice shirts or one amazing experience, I’ll always choose the latter. I’m fairly confident that I’m not the only one who thinks this way either. So when Sheryl from Samba Days sent me an invitation to become a Sambassador who gets to try out three experiences of choice this fall, I was uber-excited!

Samba Days is a Canadian company that essentially offers experiences packaged in gift-boxes which range from gourmet meals to action-packed weekends in whitewater rafts, hot-air balloons and down subterranean caves (something I’m really looking forward to).

From the list of available adventures, each Sambassador was asked to select six of our top choices, three of which will be booked for us based on availability.

My Top 6 West Coast Sambassador Adventures

Samba Days Gift Boxes

Image from www.sambadays.com

#1. Caving Multi-Activity — Qualicum Beach

Synopsis: Five hours of extreme rappelling down five vertical rope stations into subterranean caverns filled with crystals and time to explore the clear waters on canoe before indulging in campfire marshmallows (they don’t supply the marshmallows but I’m definitely bringing some!).*

There was no doubt in my mind that this would be numero uno! I’ve wanted to try caving and rappelling for a long time now.

*Edit: There is an alternative package to spend two nights in a teepee, with a 3-hour guided cave tour, 2-hour rappel session and 2-hour canoe rental.

#2. Sword Fighting — Vancouver

Synopsis: Two hours of private instruction on how to wield a sword and a video of you in combat.

Me and a sword. This should be good for a laugh!

#3. Beekeeping Workshop — Vancouver

Synopsis: Harvesting honey by scraping wax cappings off honey frames, extracting honey and filtering it.

The activities vary by season, and there’s a possibility of processing bee venom. BEE VENOM! I didn’t even know bees had venom! Curiosity got the better of me.

#4. Scenic Glider Flight — Pemberton

Synopsis: Flight over local iced-capped mountain tops with aerobatic maneuvers and a souvenir tee to add to the collection.

I love that we have local iced-capped mountain tops to soar over. It seems wrong not to.

#5. Discover SCUBA — Vancouver

Synopsis: Four-hour introductory class to scuba diving and in-pool training.

It’s one of those must-do things that’s on just about every traveller’s check-list. Social media “guru“s get a badge on foursquare. Travellers get a PADI Open Water Scuba certification.

#6. 17ft Boat Rental — Vancouver

Synopsis: LMFAO

I had no idea what to add as a sixth option and the idea of renting a 17ft was just too funny. I’m pretty sure this isn’t going to be one of my three arranged adventures. If it is, I’m going to have to find a friend with a boating license to help me out with this one!

 

It Wasn’t Me. It was the Bike!!

Posted by on August 28, 2010 at 7:52 pm.
Bixi on Mont Royal

So happy at the lookout on Mont Royal with my Bixi rental bike. Scratch free! :)

The bike brakes had been making some pretty awful screeching noises the last time I took a ride through the park. And after seeing how smooth braking could be when I rented a BIXI in Montreal, I decided I should take the bike to see the Bike Doctor (by the way, I’m not making up the name — the place is actually called The Bike Doctor). The guy at the shop said I could probably use a complete tune-up and since the tune-up would include the brake adjustments I figured I might as well.

My parents bought the bike in the early 90s for my sister and it was left relatively untouched from the mid-90s until 2003 when I first learned to ride with the help of my dear friend Denis. I still remember his first words of encouragement “You want to ride a bike?! But you can’t even walk! [laughs]”. He’s so supportive!

After a couple of hours of falling and a mini-meltdown on my part, the idea finally came to him that the bike seat was too high for me (my sister is a lot taller than me). We lowered the seat so I could touch the ground on my tippy toes, and a couple hours later I was riding like a five-year old. Huzzah!

Each time I got on that bike though, I was always very nervous. I’m not particularly skilled at balancing and I’d fallen oh so many times (you’ve seen what a bush can do to me when I’m on a bike). I always figured it was just me -  I sucked at cycling.

When I picked up the bike from the shop today, that usual bit of pre-biking dread came over me. “Oh geez, I hope nobody’s looking. Should I walk it to the park first so I don’t risk hitting a car when I fall? I hope I don’t get another scar today. Please, not another scar.” And then something magical happened…

I got on the bike and I COULD RIDE IT!!!!!! :O There was control. There was smooth braking. There was gliding and maneuvering and I could even STAND on it without any problems!!!

I used to struggle to stay on that thing and would get tired after a half hour in the park even though it’s relatively even. But today, I went through the park no less than three times, cycled through the neighbourhood, didn’t hit any person or bush and didn’t even come close to hitting a car, was able to stop at the stop signs and my nerves were still so calm after an hour that I even ventured onto Kingsway!

I learned something very important today: It wasn’t me. IT WAS THE BIKE!!!!!!

First Day on a Bike

This was taken the day Denis taught me how to ride a bike.

Tips for Beginners on Bikes

  1. Before you get on an old bike, get it checked to make sure the wheels are straight, the brakes work the way they should, and nothing is loose or out of place.
  2. Before you get on, adjust the seat according to your height. If this is your first time on a bike, I’d recommend adjusting it so that you can touch the ground with your toes while sitting to avoid unnecessary bruising. You can always raise the seat after you’ve gotten the hang of it.
  3. Learn about your bike’s speed settings and how to change your gears before you get on so you don’t end up pedalling harder than you have to when you’re first learning.
  4. If you feel like you’re falling in one direction, turn your handles to face the direction you’re falling to avoid actually falling.
  5. Increasing your speed will make it easier to stay balanced on the bike, though it might be more painful if you do end up falling off it.
  6. Lean back if you feel like you’re going down.

Anny 0 | Thorny Bush 1

Posted by on June 13, 2010 at 8:41 pm.
I got into a fight with the bush. It won.

I got into a fight with a bush. The bush won.

I ventured out yesterday to find a cafe for some quiet writing time and ended up walking around Vancouver for nine odd hours because I didn’t feel like heading back yet (it was a very Forrest Gump moment). I passed several cyclists along my route from Downtown to Davie, around English Bay and Stanley Park, through Chinatown and sketchy East Hastings, past Broadway and the Drive, and all the way along Kingsway to Metrotown. When I finally arrived home at around 10:30pm, I thought “this would’ve been a lot faster on a bike.”

Today I took out the old beater, inflated the tires, and set off for a nice easy ride through the park. *sigh* The saying “it’s as easy as riding a bike” has always irked me. A good friend of mine taught me how to ride a bike when I was 17 but I haven’t ridden one since.

Learning as an adult is very embarrassing. While the “I think there’s something wrong with your bike” comments are sweet, I can only honestly reply with “no, it’s not the bike. It’s me.” Despite going a pathetic 5km / hour with brakes ready at both hands I managed to land in a ditch and then a thorny bush. I know it’s just like when I first learned to drive a car — practice makes perfect and eventually the fear will go away. Still, it’s not exactly a self-esteem booster to come home with arms and legs covered in cuts, a bloody tissue in hand, and a twig still stuck in your shoe. It’s going to be a painful summer…

The moral of the story: For the love of all things good, please teach your kids how to ride a bike while they’re still kids!!

Present Yourself to the Rope

Posted by on April 4, 2010 at 8:52 pm.

Who loves trying out new and wonderfully random things? I know I do!

Tonight I went to a Meetup event where a bunch of us beginners tried slacklining. It’s like tightrope walking, but on a stretchy piece of tubing. The event was organized by Kerry of the RAA Meetup Group, and his guest Scott Emmons was our slacklining expert / teacher for the day.

My very first attempt at slacklining (sans presentation / attack)

Slacklining

I figured it was just about balancing, and it sort of is… but you can’t balance when you’re thinking about a million things at once, and you also can’t go forward without confidence that you’re going to step where you want without looking or even thinking. Am I being metaphorical enough?

Once I finally got to that point of relaxation where there was nothing but that dot on the tree to stare at, it was suddenly a lot easier to keep that rope still under my foot and lift myself up. Once I didn’t think anymore, it was easier to get where I wanted to be going.

Thanks to Scott for teaching us how to “present [our]selves to the rope” and then to “attack” with confidence, and to Kerry for getting us all together! :)

Solo Girl Snow Camping

Posted by on March 22, 2010 at 10:20 pm.
Solo Tent

Solo Tent

Over the weekend I had a few firsts, seconds, and even a third:

First time…

Camping on my own
Driving up the Sea-to-Sky Highway
On the Diamond Head Trail in Garibaldi Park

Second time…

Camping / Snow camping
Hiking in Garibaldi Park

Third time…

Snowshoeing

Yay me! :)

To be honest, I didn’t think much of it since it always sounds like someone I know in Vancouver is going camping; I figured I was just following the norm. But as it turns out, most people never go alone.

I definitely understood the benefits of camping with others as I lugged my giant 65L pack filled with about 25 pounds of camping gear, food and water on my own (and no, apart from one tank-top and one insta-meal I didn’t pack anything I didn’t use). But, I also really enjoyed “hearing the silence” and being able to go at my own pace taking breaks whenever I felt like it.

I was thinking about this today and wondered why other people (particularly other girls) don’t go camping on their own. I thought of a few reasons, but the one that stuck out most was the concerned looks from the fit bike riders in the parking lot that I know were secretly thinking “she’s going to topple over” as I tried to put on my pack as quickly and fluidly as possible as if to say “I can do this, don’t worry” while my flushed cheeks blew my cover and told them “Yes, this is the first time I’ve ever done this and no, I haven’t gone on this trail or carried this pack while it was full before. Please look away now…” I suspect most girls don’t go camping on their own because other people tell them (even if it’s not with words) that they can’t.

Despite what other people might think though, camping and all those other “outdoorsy” things that you might think only super fit athletic people can do, are things you can do too! The makers of tents, camping stoves, packs etc. have made it stupid-simple to get out there and enjoy the great outdoors. So what’s stopping you?

Here’s an example of how easy it is nowadays:

Setting Up My Mountain Hard Wear Light Wedge 2 Tent

Tips for the Solo Girl Outdoors:

  1. Always tell someone where you plan on going and how long you’ll be there because it makes them feel safer. ;)
  2. When buying a pack, buy the smallest size you’ll need. You’ll always want to fill it to the brim.
  3. Plan on filling only half your pack to prevent yourself from over-packing, and only take what you absolutely need.
  4. Check the weather and trail conditions online before heading out. Sometimes roads get washed out and you’ll need directions for an alternative route, or the weather might suddenly change and make it unsafe for you to venture into that neck of the woods.
  5. Pack more food than you think you’ll need. You’ll be hungrier than you’d probably expect while burning all those calories, and it’s also better to be safe than sorry in case you take longer to find your way back.
  6. Synthetic fabrics are the way to go. Cotton may have happy television commercials featuring the awesome Zooey Deschanel, but they’re your worst enemy when you’re sweating on the trail or trying to stay warm in your tent. Don’t say I didn’t warn you!
  7. Baby wipes are handy and cheaper than the sanitary wipes you find in the travel section of the supermarket.
  8. A good site to check out for information about camping gear is www.mec.ca (Mountain Equipment Co-op). They have a good “Learning Section” in addition to honest product reviews.
  9. Never shop at just one store or with just one person. The opinions of sales associates will vary drastically, and apart from a few obvious tips on product selection (ex. buy something waterproof / a waterproof cover if you plan on being in the rain), it usually boils down to personal preference (ex. pack made of waterproof material / waterproof covering / garbage bag inside the pack). Make up your own mind — that’s what it’s there for.

Stay tuned for future tips for the solo girl outdoors! :)

Things I Learned About / From Snow Camping

Posted by on May 30, 2009 at 3:37 pm.
From Left to Right: Alvin (Bessie's husband), Morten (Angela's husband), Bessie (cousin), Mary (cousin), Angela (sister), Lawrence (Mary's husband), Jackie (friend), Me, and Bong (friend).

From Left to Right: Alvin (Bessie’s husband), Morten (Angela’s husband), Bessie (cousin), Mary (cousin), Angela (sister), Lawrence (Mary’s husband), Jackie (friend), Me, and Bong (friend).

Ang, Morten and I tagged along on my cousins’ annual Memorial Day Weekend snow camping trip at Mount Rainier last week. We hiked up to Goat Island Peak at Mount Rainier National Park on Saturday and spent the night before coming back down on Sunday. These are some of the things I learned from the trip:

Sidenote: Why do they call it Goat Island if it’s not an island?

  1. If you’re planning on sleeping on snow, make sure you bring a thick foam pad in addition to a sleeping pad. I was FREEZING and woke up about a dozen times because of the cold. The only upside to this was that when I woke up in the middle of the night, I got to see the stars which I would’ve missed otherwise.
  2. Never hike up a mountain alone unless you know what you’re doing.
  3. Never try to hike down a steep mountain early in the morning because the snow will have turned to ice overnight. If you must climb down, wear clamps and bring an ice pick.
  4. Climbing down a mountain takes about 1/3 of the time it takes to climb up.
  5. When climbing up, dig your toes in. When climbing down, dig your heels in.
  6. Foxes are unlikely to attack you, but coyotes will consider it (they’re crazy like that). On our way down a large furry coyote crossed our path.
  7. Always bring at least two extra pairs of socks.
  8. Mountain money” = toilet paper.
  9. Spam musubi makes a great hiking snack because you don’t have to worry about squishing it in your pack.
  10. Baby wipes are AWESOME!
  11. If you end up needing a ranger rescue in the US as a result of your own stupidity, you’re going to have to pay for it out of your own pocket.
  12. Levelling your sleeping area is important if you don’t want to be sliding around in your sleeping bag at night.
  13. Sliding down an icy mountain head first will give you lacerations on your face. Not recommended.

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