SHUT DOWN! Relatively early in the trip our first climbing attempt sent my spirits plunging into a very dark place relatively quick. We had picked an awesome route in BC but were soon forced off the mountain. The imminent afternoon thunderstorm forced us to make a quick guess as just to where the route was without any sort of topo for the climb. This led us to start, unknowingly, off route and hundreds of feet up without any sort of protection. We soon made a depressing, semi-thoughtful decision to bail after coming to our senses. Climbing a sketchy route that we weren't sure we were even on, 1000ft up into "prime grizzly territory" without any food or water in a quickly approaching lightning storm without much of an idea of how we were going to get down, didn't sound like the best way to approach the first part of our trip.
By the time we down climbed back to our bikes, we had been caught in a heavy downpour. As disappointing as it was to have to pass up our first climb, I knew there would be plenty more down the road that we should save ourselves for. Keeping a positive attitude was my strongest attribute when it came to pushing all this climbing gear strapped to a beast of a bike. This first attempt to climb was just a fluke. I would continue to tell myself this as we continued to ride, push and kick our bikes throughout the rest of the Canadian portion of the ride.