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July
18 - After a day off I'm rarin' to go.
Leslie has joined me, and with help from Bart Robinson, we have set up
a place to keep our van. I've been lonesome, an unusual feeling for me
in the backcountry. So being reunited with my wife is a joy. I've decided
to shorten this year's trek. I'll go as far as Jasper and go home with
Leslie from there. It was a hard decision to make, but I must follow my
heart. Leslie and I hike up the trail in Peter Lougheed Provincial Park,
and are amazed at the number of hikers. We came to a steep part and pass
a group of Boy Scouts struggling upward. The land opens up. Glaciers and
snowfields dot the sharp peaks.
It's hot. We're sweating buckets. At Lawson Lake we strip down and jump
in. It's so cold it hurts our heads, but refreshes us totally. Then it's
on to Turbine Canyon where we make camp at the designated site. Twenty-five
or so other campers, too! Many cook next to their tents and do not hang
food. This is grizzly country and such habits are not welcomed. We shake
our heads and hope for the best. We do meet some nice folks from Ontario.
One of the benefits of camping in the herd.
July 19 - We are up and going early. It's another gorgeous day. Great views by
Maude Lake and North Kananaskis Pass. We cross over into British Columbia
and enter the Height of the Rockies Wilderness. Suddenly the trail nearly
disappears. Down, down we go, losing a couple thousand feet. The trail
is overgrown and often I'm not sure if I'm on a game trail or the people
trail. At the Palliser River we turn north again, fighting our way through
brush and stumbling over hidden rocks and logs. It's tough going. For
Leslie's second day on the trail it's real tough.
We're seeing lots of toads. Big toads, too. Every hundred yards we spot
another. Must be a good year for them. The trail gets steep, and we toil
upwards, eventually passing Palliser Lake and coming next to Palliser
Pass. Clouds are building and the skies are looking dark and ominous as
we pass into Banff National Park and begin to descend the Spray River
valley. We come into vast open meadows as the rain starts, so we toss
on our rain gear and keep going. Thunder is rumbling but it seems far
away. The wind comes racing up the valley and pounds the rain at us, pelting
us with a passion.
A few miles of walking into the storm wears us down, but the sun breaks
through and cheers us on. We meet Elaine, the resident warden, and she
invites us in to tea. Elaine is a wonderful lady and we enjoy her company.
She fills us in on park policy and laments the cut-backs that effect the
park trails and camping sites. Later we walk over to the nearby Birdwood
camp and set up our tent, take a bath, and eat dinner. It's been a long
day, but this upper Spray River is a good place to get to.
July 20 - After a tough day yesterday, today is a cakewalk. We follow the Spray
River north to Bryant Creek and walk it's flat, road-like trail up to
a campsite full of people. Overcast skies but it never rains. After dinner
we walk the mile to Marvel Lake and are awed by the surrounding peaks.
We meet Mark, the park wolf researcher and learn that the local pack has
but 3-4 wolves. All their offspring keep getting hit by cars on the Trans-Canada
Highway that runs through the heart of Banff. This road is a death sentence
for much wildlife and is one of the weak spots along the Y2Y corridor.
July 21 - We are walking by 7:00. Back at the shore of Marvel Lake the mountains
are fully reflected in the still, glasslike waters. Then the trail takes
us higher and higher contouring above the lake and crossing well worn
avalanche paths. Elaine has told us of a grizzly sow with 2 cubs in this
area but we don't see any wildlife. Switchbacks lead us up to Wonder Pass,
its broad, open slopes full of flowers. We take a long break at the pass,
looking into Assiniboine Provincial Park and visiting with the local marmots.
Then a stunning walk through carpets of arnica, paintbrush, groundsel,
and fleabane. The trail is manicured and looks like it is cared for almost
daily. Arriving at Naisset Cabins we meet some other nice folks from Saskatchewan.
There are five cabins and we pick out one to stay in. It costs us $20
but we'll have a roof over our heads tonight and a wood stove to warm
us. Then we go for a day hike, passing Magog Lake and the Assiniboine
Lodge. Folks fly in here by helicopter. In fact, this morning we were
buzzed by helicopters several times. They shatter the peace and quiet.
Luckily they only have one route that they can fly. It changes the mood
of the place with each fly-over.
We
pass the lodge and hike up to a point called The Nub. The view of Mount
Assiniboine is superb, and this entire area is one of extreme beauty. After
dinner we have our new Canadian friends over for songs and chat. They are
great folks and we hate to call it a day. The cabin warms quickly with the
wood stove, and the candles set it aglow with a magic, cozy feeling that
warms our very hearts.
July 22 - A lazy day, we only do a few miles over to Og Lake. The highlight of
the day is walking around the lake after dinner with all the surrounding
peaks and clouds reflecting in its dark waters.
July 23 - Rain last night, but cleared to a sky full of stars and a display of
the Northern Lights. Mount Assinibione had some beautiful first light
on it this morning. We got our early start and walked the Valley of the
Rocks while it was still cool. This is an area of rock outcroppings and
bowls, with tamaracks and spruce growing amidst the lichen and moss covered
rocks. Hundreds of pikas, too. Then it was a climb to Citadel Pass, another
broad, vast, flower-filled saddle. We took another turn at Banff National
Park as we crossed back into Alberta. Again, the wildflowers boggled us.
We walked through a living rainbow with smiles on our faces. A hot day.
When we arrived at Howard Douglas Lake we jumped in. The bugs are bad
but we have our bug clothes, and this is a fine place to camp. A bighorn
ram roams the ridge above us and tomorrow we enter Sunshine Ski Area to
pick up a food re-supply.
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