Hiking Trails Blogs

Every year I forget how late the snow comes to the mountains. Fall hiking is probably my favorite time of year. Once the snow hits, I'm barely able to wait until there's enough for snowshoeing, but it's always nice to sneak a late fall hike in a familiar spot and see the brown and yellow fall colouring for the last time that year...

Spring is not necessarily the prettiest time of the year in the mountains. Everything that has been hibernating under the snow is not yet rejuvenated, the melting snow makes everything slushy, muddy, and generally wet, and pretty much everything is stuck at some shade of brown.But you don't care. You don't care because you're so happy to see those signs of spring, even a muddy creek is a thing of