Weekend camping at Cultus Lake for drunkcamp02

Camping on Cultus

Three days in Chilliwack, B.C. at Cultus Lake with Rebecca, John, and Duane. Lots and lots of sitting around the campfire, laughing a ton, good drink, good food, and the weather was… good.

Home for three days

Nerd City

The forecast in the days leading up to the trip just got worse and worse. Everyone we knew told us that we were nuts for going camping this weekend. It ended up being awful on Thursday night, Friday was actually really nice, and Saturday was off and on in terms of being cool from winds that would whip up from time to time. Other than that, everything went off great.

I like fire

I even busted open my right shin a tiny bit when a piece of wood I was chopping got away and clocked me. That’s about par for the course, no other major injuries.

Sunset behind the mountain

Drowning tree

I can still smell the smoke, if not taste it. That’s only the real complaint of the trip, even if the coolness kept us all pretty close to the fire. Couldn’t even fathom jumping into the lake, no matter how inviting or calling it might have been. Fleece under a rain jacket was just right. Bone chilling lake water from ice run off from the mountains in the area, not so much.


Ah yes, we indeed called this drunkcamp02, complete with lanyards. It’s more of a statement of enjoying the time away from laptops and technology and becoming one with nature. Even though there are public washrooms within easy walk and Duane’s family brought us amazing food(perogies, cabbage rolls, and KFC), donuts from Tim Horton’s, and fire wood in three separate trips on Saturday, it’s tough country out there “in the Wack”.

You can see more of my pictures from the trip on Flickr.


8 Replies to “Weekend camping at Cultus Lake for drunkcamp02”

  1. I was wondering if any of you braved a dip in the lake – even during good weather it doesn’t warm up for a long time! I’d never heard of campfire nachos before – what a great idea.

    Happy to see you had fun.

  2. My fave part of camping is stinking like woodsmoke the rest of the week – makes you feel like you are still in the woods (the people next to me on the bus probably don’t find the smell as charming though ;-)>

  3. Injured while chopping… hmmm… so when I add that to Duane’s video of your wife chopping, shall I even ask if the Bollwitt’s are city fold?

  4. No, I’m just prone to injury. City folk perhaps, but I’m a small town boy for sure. Besides, my dad had a hydraulic wood splitter that chopped up all the wood for us back in the days of when we heated the house with a wood stove. I think I was about 11 when I last hauled in a wheel barrow full of wood, not to mention the 6AM, freezing mornings in the middle of winter. :p

  5. My Mom says that if you are injury-prone, you are lucky in love. Damn straight she’s right! 😀

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