No. Not the one by Led Zeppelin but this stairway does take you part of the way to the summit of Stawamus Chief. While the stairs are only a small part of the hike, there is still a prolific number of treads to negotiate.
One of my favorite hikes which we try to get in once a year. Since we’re not rock climbers, going up the face is not an option but there is a steep hike up the backside which gets you to the top. This photo was taken from the north summit looking down to the somewhat lower south summit. If you ever find yourself passing through Squamish why not stop by and give it a try.
I would rather be on my way to the summit.
It’s a fine day Agnes. Next year we must tell our young goslings the story of our stopover at Hicks Lake.
It wouldn’t be a tour guide without a photo of the pier at White Rock.
A slight variation in the time of year. Almost the same spot on Horse Lake. I guess when you’re diehard fishermen, you’ll wait out the fish no matter how long it takes or the season.
Actually this eagle was not very quiet, we were alerted to his presence by a shrill screech. But his demeanour suggested the look of a teacher demanding silence in class.
One of many weathered logs scattered on shore at Crescent Beach. Judging by the bored hole, it could have been part of an timber raft or a dock before a storm sent it here. Concentrates one’s view of the rocky beach.
Nearly all squirrels are irreverent. They have the advantage of quickness to scramble up trees or the sides of buildings if you dare to object to their chattering. By the time this fellow had hoarded all the nut in his mouth, he was quite cheeky. And alas, yet another acorn which will never grow into a mighty oak.