Labor Day weekend - the end of a wet and soggy summer - I tried to squeeze in one last mountain trip. Faced with yet another mediocre forecast, Doug and I played the denial game and convinced ourselves we just had to be there because you never know what you'll get. 30%, 40%, 50% chance of rain. It's all the same really ... isn't it? How are we going to know what its like unless we go and find out?
Ridiculing the stupid weather men, convinced they predict a 30-50% chance of rain every single day just so they're always right, we packed up our gear and headed to the Anderson River range in SW British Columbia. The objective - Springbok Arete on Les Cornes. If you're going to fail miserably, you might as well fail on a big objective.
