The days in-between...: Lyndeman and Greendrop Lakes

I've hiked up to Lyndeman lake twice this year already and I wouldn't even mind going again. It's amazing how so much can change throughout the seasons of a year. The first time I hiked up to Lyndeman was in the Spring with Andrea and her friend Mandy.

We hiked the 2 km up the mountain to reach the first lake. It was warm on the beach but the glacier water was freezing cold!!! There was too much snow on the mountain to make the trek past Lyndeman and to GreenDrop Lake. So, we dropped ourselves on the sand with our German buddies who we met along the way, took out our lunches and spent the day looking at the amazing colour of the greenish blue tourquoise lake. The water was so clear you could easily make out what was lying at the bottom.

This past July, my Young Adults group took a camping trip up at Chilliwack lake and decided to give the hike another go. We hiked up the 2 km to the end of Lyndeman and hung out on the rocks this time since there was no sign of any beach. All the snow had melted from the mountains and everything looked completely different. The water was so high that the places I had walked just 2 months earlier were completely covered. We had to find the actual trail this time! While most of the group stayed at Lyndeman and enjoyed the warm weather, the hot sun, and all the m&m's from the trail mix, Andrew and I decided that we couldn't just turn our backs on Greendrop.

So, without lunch and only a bag on m&mless trailmix, plastic tasting water from my camelbak, and one granola bar to tide us over, we made the next 6 km trek through boulders and stream flooded forests to reach the waterfall view at Greendrop. Walking back was a struggle as our stomachs sang out songs of hunger. It was so hot by the time we made it back to Lyndeman that we thought nothing of the instant brain freeze we got as we dunked our heads in the lake. I don't know why I like this hike so much. Maybe it's because it was one of the first hikes I did in BC, or because of the awesome tourqoise colour or maybe it's the mere fact that a guy named Harry Lyndeman, way back in the day, decided to hike the trail countless times in order to restock the lake with loads of fish.

Bouldering at its finest....