The road was initially in good shape, but the triffids started encroaching on the trail within a half hour. After about an hour of easy walking, the road switched to the south side the creek, which was easily crossed by doing the Tarzan thing with some alders hanging over said creek.
Our map indicated that the road turned east and left Rixen Creek at this point. Our map was wrong. Based on our map's depiction of the road, we turned east onto a deteriorating road. We thrashed our way through a maze of horizontal alder for a half hour or so. When we stopped for a bite to eat, Sandy whipped out the GPS just to verify our position. Of course we knew exactly where we were. But the grid ref would be handy for bivouac. Oops, we were 1.5 km south of where we thought we were, and heading in the wrong direction. There was nothing to do but curse the amp and thrash our way back to Rixen Creek and take another GPS reading, which we did. It turns out that the road crosses the creek about 500 m south of where the map indicates, so we were on the wrong road.
We continued up the road alongside Rixen Creek, passing a dilapidated log cabin in around 15 mintues; eventually the road left the creek and started climbing up towards the saddle SE of Peters. At around 1350 m, the bush on the road became much worse than the bush off the road, so we ditched the road and headed straight up. Travel was... To see the full trip report you must login as a paid member. Use the Login Page. (message p3)
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