




After a night of partying into the wee hours of the morning, we set off to sweat out the toxins. Not wishing to do anything too arduous, I proposed heading up to Cypress mountain for a short hike. Unfortunately, the hike I was thinking of was actually at Mount Seymour.
So we wandered about, hugging water reservoirs and meandering through the woods. After a bit, we turned around and retraced our steps in search of lake. We were rewarded with late afternoon sun, and a great show put on by the salamanders in the alpine lake. I think they may have been Dicamptodon tenebrosus, the Coastal Giant Salamander, but I couldn't really say for sure.
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