After a couple of weeks of quite hot (for Vancouver) and humid (ditto) weather, the past few days have been quite cool and rainy. Yesterday was quite nice. So, after spending most of the day indoors (back to school shopping; sign #1 that fall is coming), I told Raine “it’s supposed to rain all day tomorrow. We should go hiking!” And, proving that we are two of a kind, she said “good idea!”

We packed up some lunch and went for a hike in the rain on Cypress Mountain, following the showshoe trails we trekked across in the early spring. We had a blast looking at how high up the trail markers seemed to be when we weren’t walking on five meters of snow pack.

It was wonderful. The drizzle coming down through the trees meant there was practically no one else on the whole mountain. We walked until we hit a small lake, and then stopped to eat our lunches in the rain. We saw some wild low-bush blueberries next to practically every trail we took (and since they weren’t quite ripe yet, this is the reason we’re going back next weekend!); the runoff was making rivulets everywhere and the growing things were that almost-glowing green that I associate with the Scottish Highlands.

One of our many food-centred family traditions is that we get hot chocolate after playing in the rain. I was worried that my marshmallows wouldn’t combine too well with Bailey’s, but it turned out to have been needless. Delicious!

The internet ate my links!

So I put them back…odd.