A couple in my North Cascades campground introduce themselves and ask where I’m going next. When I tell them Vancouver they inform me that they live just outside the city and recommend what’s called the Sea to Sky Highway. And I’m very glad they did.
The views around every bend are best described as epic. Very soon after passing through Vancouver the highway dips down into a wide expanse of a sound that comes inland from the Pacific. The sky that day was moody yet bright and clear enough to see to the furthest snow-capped mountains illuminated in the distance. It was windy and there was the distinct smell of cedar in the air.
That night I slept at Nairn Falls campground and after a night of persistent rain I woke early and took the short hike to the falls. Nairn is a fitting name as the falls are incredibly powerful and somehow seem to have a Nordic feeling to them with the ice blue water and dark boulders bordering the sides.
On my drive back toward Vancouver I stop at another waterfall called Shannon Falls. I really like being able to compare the two in such short a distance, as Shannon Falls are delicate and quiet in comparison, although both are beautiful.