Day 33 – 8/8/16
Miles – 8.6
Total Miles – 519.3 (PCT 2650.1)
It rained over night and the sky was filled with dark clouds when we got up. It is not a long hike to Manning Park and we knew that we would get there this morning. Even though we would have a room tonight, we still packed for rain. It is always better to err on the side of safety. We started hiking in a light rain. The trail to Manning Park is a lot different from the PCT. It is much steeper and less cleared. The PCT has been designed with horses and hikers in mind so it rarely gets very steep. The plants have not been cut back for some time so we got very wet walking through them after the mornings rain.
After several hours hiking, we crested a ridge and had our last view of the U.S. shrouded in rain clouds. We took a short break to eat something. Short because to was just too cold to sit for very long. The trail climbed up through a small gap and then started down toward the resort on dirt roads. The hiking was easy and we made good time. However, Mama Raven slowed us down to take photographs of the mushrooms that lined the path. Down deep, she does not want the trip to end, so by taking time to take photographs, the trip lasted a little bit longer. As we hiked up to the lodge, it started to rain. We had been lucky to hike the whole way to Manning Park under threatening dark clouds with very little rain. It was considerate of them to hold off till we reached the resort. Our task was to get a room. This did not turn out how we had hoped. The resort was full. The receptionist told us that there was camping about a mile back up the road. The thought of walking to a camp site in the rain with our soggy gear, was utterly unappealing. The Ravens had been so looking forward to a warm shower and soft beds with clean dry sheets; the last thing we wanted to do was to head back out into the rain and find a wet campsite. Papa Raven also checked with the receptionist about our box. She could not find it and had no record of it arriving. Lastly, we checked about the outbound buses. We needed to go from here to Osoyoos to cross back into the U.S. The receptionist informed us that 2 months ago the bus service changed its hours and the bus to Osoyoos would leave the lodge at 3:15 am. Definitely not a convenient time, especially having to pack the gear in the rain, and walk a mile in the dark to catch the bus. Postponing the dismal walk to the camp ground, we settled down in the lodge’s lobby while Papa Raven got on-line to buy bus tickets for the morning’s bus. While we were sitting there, another hiker came in and inquired about a room. Mama Raven overheard the receptionist tell him that there were full but there was a hostel he could stay at. Hostel! That was our answer. Mama Raven immediately went and talked to her about it. She had forgotten about it when she first talked with us. A short time later, we had two rooms and we headed across the highway to settle into our cozy, dry rooms! Winning the lottery, could not make us more happy than we were at that moment knowing we did not have to spend another night in the rain. The hostel had showers and a kitchen. We took turns showering and tried to dry our clothes as best as we could. The Olympics started a few days ago and we sat by the TV in the kitchen watching them. Being in Canada, all the coverage was Canadian specific. So we rooted for the Canadians. We consumed a very big dinner at the lodge restaurant. Little Crow and Bling both ordered nachos separately. When they arrived to the table, we were shocked at the mountain of nachos that were set before both of them. Neither of them could finish them. Mama Raven and I had burgers. Finally, we headed back to our rooms and to bed because 3:00 will come very fast tomorrow morning.
Day 33 – 8/8/16