Blue sky, blue water. A beauty day.
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Grouse Grind: A Wheezing Parade
On a rainy, and foggy summer's day, we laced up our hiking shoes, put on our waterproof jackets, and did the Grouse Grind.
The North Shore is like the mecca of REI/MEC wearing, collapsable water bottle wielding, scarily athletic folk (be prepared for children and seniors to beat you to the top). Everyone seriously looks like they stepped out of an outdoor magazine.
The Grind is such a miserable and awesome time - a never-ending, sweaty, wheezing parade of people marching up 1200m of a mountain.
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