After a pleasant, but somewhat wet, night, Sara and I packed up and headed to the trailhead. The tarp seemed weatherproof enough to handle any storm we might encounter and our legs seemed recovered enough to do the same for any trail. As we passed the Visitor Center our views of the peak were still obscured by clouds, but the sun at least made an effort to shine on us as we parked the car. The trail was not hard to find, as we joined fifty or so other cars in the parked lot, and made our first crossing of many over the silt-laden Robson River. Just short of paved, the trail’s condition didn’t seem to be much of an issue for the first four kilometers, but apparently the river, due to the warm temperatures and
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