I’ve never been told that I don’t belong on our trails while riding. Dog-walkers, hikers, joggers, an adventurerous camper, and MTB’er’s…all are welcome. There are some trails at much higher altitude but those are poorly maintained and marked. Not suitable for a MTB’er. Your chances of becoming lost, injured or eaten are much greater.
Our history, in this area is also ancient but our industrial history is only a few hundred years old. Different indigenous tribes have claim to many religions in this province (BC). They have lived here for centuries before the white-man showed up.
My work in the logging industry included recognizing CMT’s (Culturally Modified Trees). Those had to be reported immediately. Usually Forest Engineers or Tree Fallers would find these. I could have looked the other way on two occasions, but the consequences were unknown to me. Reporting a CMT would trigger an immediate investigation and work in that area would stop. I would have to remain at the site for days, sometimes weeks, while indigenous tribes, engineers, locals, media, supervisors and myself, were interviewed and investigated. 20-30 people involved. Nobody messed around.
We didn’t have Roman Armies marching around here but the fire roads were developed by logging.
A network of trails followed years later. Animals and hikers likely blazed the first trails. 40+ years ago a man and his children made some legendary trails that were quickly adopted by MTB’ers. His name was Vic (rip), who I only met twice but I am friends with his son who is a trail volunteer.
There’s some history on our little mountain. A few books have been written about the past and present of our local area.
Our history, in this area is also ancient but our industrial history is only a few hundred years old. Different indigenous tribes have claim to many religions in this province (BC). They have lived here for centuries before the white-man showed up.
My work in the logging industry included recognizing CMT’s (Culturally Modified Trees). Those had to be reported immediately. Usually Forest Engineers or Tree Fallers would find these. I could have looked the other way on two occasions, but the consequences were unknown to me. Reporting a CMT would trigger an immediate investigation and work in that area would stop. I would have to remain at the site for days, sometimes weeks, while indigenous tribes, engineers, locals, media, supervisors and myself, were interviewed and investigated. 20-30 people involved. Nobody messed around.
We didn’t have Roman Armies marching around here but the fire roads were developed by logging.
A network of trails followed years later. Animals and hikers likely blazed the first trails. 40+ years ago a man and his children made some legendary trails that were quickly adopted by MTB’ers. His name was Vic (rip), who I only met twice but I am friends with his son who is a trail volunteer.
There’s some history on our little mountain. A few books have been written about the past and present of our local area.