Campsite 19

Last weekend Alex and I road tripped up to Squamish, BC for a Tough Mudder at Whistler Blackcomb. We planned for more friends to join but this time we just met up with one for the race. Klahanie Campground is just off the highway right before Squamish. At first glance, I was kind of thinking we would have to deal with traffic noise all night. But thank goodness for reservations and advise. The week before I emailed the campground peeps and asked for the most quiet and out of the way campsite. They suggested campsite 19. After a beautiful Sabbath drive through the curves of coastal PNW, we pull off the Hwy and up to the office. We get out and are greeted by the hosts/owners in their French-Canadian accents and silly smiles. The man crumples up the reservation, taking us at our word, and pulls out a map to show us our site. Directions and then paying for the second night, and fire wood from the lady and off. We drive down the long hill and through the other sites, around the circle and up to right onto the "goat trail". We park and hop out. Immediately we hear the waterfall others had been turned away by and check it out. Following the water downstream, we see its final destination, ocean waters.

We run down the trail, over the railroad tracks, onto the trail again and onto the boulders at the edge of the water. We made it! To our right, water meets water as cascading meets tidal and fresh meets salt.

We breathed it in; an amazing place and grateful to be a part of it.

p.s.

Post race, we needed calories. So, at Tim Hortons we got a couple delicious Canadian maple donut, filled with cream. My taste buds danced with joy. Then we asked about any good restaurants in town, maybe Indian. We found the one; a very nice atmosphere, kind people, etc etc. But the food, oh my. Incredible. The BEST. We ordered four different curry bases. I can't remember the names but one had dumpling, another had chickpeas, another had lentils and the last had potato and cauliflower. They were all unique. Sweet, spices, creamy, soupy. It was all their. You would have to taste it, sorry. And it wasn't just because we were starving that they tasted so good. The extra we had for breakfast on the way back and it was still just as tasty cold. Sooo, yep!