My family hates me
Just like Moslems need to visit Mecca once in their lives, Vancouverites need to do the Grind. To quote Wikipedia: “Grouse Mountain is a ski area and tourist attraction located in the District of North Vancouver, British Columbia. Public access to the mountain is by aerial tramway, the Grouse Grind hiking trail, or the Old Grouse Mountain Highway.” One of things I have been doing regularly this summer is the grind. The Grind has the reputation of quickly assessing your fitness level. Less than a hour: you’re fit, between one and two hours: needs work, and beyond two hours: bad shape. I decided to do the Grind yesterday with my family.
Sometimes, the truth can be bitter. The truth about your fitness level stares right back at you during the grind. None of that “I carry a six pound calculus text book to school” lies. And my family hates me for that.
As always, Murphy Law dictates that your camera’s battery must die right before you need it. As a result, I couldn’t take any pictures at the top.
PS: The yellow board says “ATTENTION HIKERS: You have reached the 1/4th mark in the Grouse Grind Trail. The remainder of this trail is extremely steep and dangerous. Proceed at your own risk.” In ALL CAPS, but I wanted to save your ears from the bleeding.