Canadian wild camps and single tracks
I can still remember the feeling of flying down the dusty loose single track, the smell of sleeping under the stars and the fear of potentially getting eaten by a grizzly. I remember the noise of the campfire burning in front of the most stunning backdrop and the refreshing buzz of adrenaline from being out in the Canadian wilderness, surrounded by endless forest, mountaintops and potentially deadly wildlife. In May this year, I took a 24-hour break from civilisation and discovered the endless beauty of British Columbia thanks to a pickup, a sleeping mat, my bicycle and some good friends. A good reminder of what it feels like to be alive.
A 24-hour adventure
As soon as I heard the word “wild camp”, “best camp spot ever” and “shuttle laps” I was sold. The fact it was my friend Rob’s idea just made it even more exciting. His adventures always make me feel… how should I put it. Alive. They normally involve some kind of near death experience but always turn into an amazing story to tell and day to remember.
It was during a holiday in Canada in early May, that Rob invited my boyfriend and I to tag along on a wild camp and bike riding trip, and I just knew we had to make it. Somehow we managed to borrow enough camping gear to feel kind-of prepared, and ready to spend 24 hours in the wilderness.