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    • Banff Day Three: Glaciers, Bee Hives, and Lake Louise Tea Houses

      Posted at 5:00 AM by Brittany, on October 16, 2024

      Before ironing out all the details for our short trip to Banff, Caitlin and I both decided there was one hike we could not miss. The Lake Louise area of Banff is well known, and for good reason. The stunning blue waters of both Lake Louise and Lake Moraine (they’re neighbors) bring thousands of tourists each year. While Caitlin and I don’t love big crowds, we knew we had to hike in this area at least once.

      Lake Louise is accessible without any reservations, the only catch is that the parking lot fills up early. Lake Moraine on the other hand requires a shuttle reservation of which we did not obtain. We knew this ahead of time and planned to attempt booking a shuttle two days prior (the earliest we could through the park website) and unfortunately we did not succeed.

      We had to skip the hike we wanted to do starting near Lake Moraine, but we knew we could hike starting near Lake Louise no matter what.

      For people who enjoy long hikes I would argue that the Plain of Six Glaciers, Big Beehive, and Lake Agnes Tea House loop is the most popular trail starting in the Lake Louise area of Banff. This trail hits all of the popular stops, but if you’re not up for the full 11-12 mile loop there are options to visit just one, or two of these stops and skip the full loop.

      We of course opted to do the whole loop, and although AllTrails recommends starting counterclockwise we accidentally started clockwise. We later learned this is what the local employees recommended, so it all worked out. Starting clockwise took us first to the Plain of Six Glaciers.

      We arrived in the parking lot with enough time to snag a spot, and our plan was to hit the first of two tea houses before the masses.

      We arrived at the Plain of Six Glaciers Tea House, the quieter of the two tea houses on this loop, and we quickly started kicking ourselves for forgetting a very important detail. In all the hubbub of trying to secure a shuttle to Lake Moraine/finding other hikes for our previous days we both completely forgot that these two tea houses are CASH ONLY.

      Neither of us are big tea drinkers, but we did want to sit and savor a cup for the novelty of the idea. We were momentarily bummed, but ultimately pushed on after at least using the facilities near the tea house. It was here I made friends with an older gentlemen who was waiting for the bathroom after I exited. There were two outdoor compost toilets and I thought the one next to me was empty.

      So I told him it was empty.

      The bathroom was in fact not empty, and when he knocked someone replied. He concluded because of this that I must be a YouTuber filming for a prank show and he was my latest target. This caused me to laugh quite hard, and I quickly took a liking to him. We played leap frog a few times throughout this hike, and each time he saw me he warned another member of his party (there were at least two other men with him) to watch out for me because I was a pranking YouTuber.

      This was the second to last wholesome interaction I had with strangers while hiking in Banff.

      After skipping the tea house we pushed on to the Plain of Six Glaciers viewpoint (shown in the previous photos.) This brought us to a series of glaciers tucked into the mountain walls, and was a beautiful start to our looped trail. We sat here for a bit and enjoyed our first snack while laughing about our knuckleheadedness of not having cash.

      The sun finally came out as we headed back towards the main trail, continuing our loop towards our next destination: Big Beehive. Going clockwise meant we managed to have parts of the trail to ourselves at times, and when we did see others they were not in masses. After passing an exposed area of the trail we found ourselves in the woods where we began to climb vertically.

      Last views of the glaciers as we head into the woods.

      After four days of hiking, this vertical climb was tiresome, but nothing we couldn’t handle. We started to see people coming down this section that we had seen at the very beginning of the hike who had chosen to go the other direction. While we were climbing towards the Beehive we deliberated if we wanted to take a side quest on this hike.

      There is an offshoot at the summit near the Beehive that takes hikers along the backside of the area to another summit called Devil’s Thumb. In true Brittany and Caitlin fashion we decided to first get to Big Beehive, savor that experience, and then decide if we wanted to attempt the side quest.

      The view of Lake Louise from above exceeded my expectations.

      Parking lot where we started and the massive resort below.

      We ran into my new friend who told another passing hiker to watch out for me, we said hello, and decided to go to the peak of the Devil’s Thumb. I had no idea what to expect with this side quest, and I was all but hopeful until about 2 minutes into the trek. The normal trail had a section of rock climbing in order to continue, and it took me a long while to commit to this.

      The rocks were not on an edge that felt unsafe, but I knew that if this was what the trail entailed I would not be comfortable. A hiker coming down assured me that the rest of the trail did not have a rock section like this, so I held my breath and climbed up the rocks. From here the trail became narrow, and there was a sharp edge that made my stomach drop into my colon for the entire attempted adventure.

      Photos do not to justice to the narrow trail nor to the drop off.

      Caitlin is far more daring than I, and she doesn’t have the same gut wrenching fear of heights, but she was patient with me as we slowly continued on this sketchy trail. I took it slow, wanting to die each step I took, but told myself that I could stop at any point. I finally reached my breaking point when the trail consisting of scree turned vertical.

      The moment a trail requires me to crawl with my hands near a ledge, is the moment I tap out. I encouraged Caitlin to continue on, and she did for a bit longer, but she also called it after she continuously slipped. We both knew that coming back down this terrain without trekking poles or experience would not make for a good time.

      The blue dot is where I decided to wait for Caitlin.

      While waiting for Caitlin a woman passed me asking if I was coming up or down. I told her neither, and that I was staying put after deciding this trail was not for me. She commended me and told me I made the right choice. She told me she was also afraid of heights and cried twice on her way up. She was clearly a trooper, and her partner helped her the entire way.

      More power to her, it was still a no for me.

      After Caitlin found her way back to me we happily went back to the main trail. I was ready to wipe my hands of this terrifying side quest, and my stomach found its rightful place once we were back on solid ground. I’m glad we attempted this, and without having gone this way we would have never seen the view of Lake Agnes (our next destination) from above.

      This view is hidden off to the side a bit of the way up towards Devil’s Thumb.

      The last highlight of this trail is walking around Lake Agnes to the Lake Agnes Tea House. This area was madness by the time we arrived. Because we didn’t have cash we knew we didn’t plan to enter the tea house, but we still sat on a rock to savor the view of Lake Agnes for a bit. I watched a group of Germans feeding a chipmunk, debating if I wanted to engage with them at all in German.

      When the man came to show me his photos of the creature I said to him “Eichhörnchen?” This is the German word for squirrel and I always worry I butcher the pronunciation.

      He smiled and told me my pronunciation was correct, but then the woman with him corrected me that this was a chipmunk and not a squirrel (duh Brittany) and she told me the German word for chipmunk which is “Streifenhörnchen.” Streifen meaning stripes had me laughing. Of course the chipmunk would be the striped version.

      We maneuvered through the masses of people enjoying their cakes and tea’s, continuing to our final decent. By this time I was a bit tired, and a bit frustrated because my Garmin watch had spazzed out (I know, first world problems.) The last bit of this hike was one foot in front of the other for me, but it was still a beautiful walk back down to Lake Louise.

      As we made it back to the lake, clearly dirty and tired, a couple stopped us to ask if we had completed the loop. We spoke with them for about ten minutes, sharing how the hike was and recounting each of our experiences in Banff. The last wholesome interaction I shan’t soon forget.

      After a shower and real food, we drove into the tiny town of Lake Louise for our reward after completing our final hike.

      ICE CREAM. My souvenir for myself was a local bar of chocolate (which was to die for), and a small pin. This was the perfect end to an amazing week in Canada. Five hikes, four days, three national parks, two gals, one fancy meal, and…ZERO BEARS!

      It was tough for me to find the excitement for this trip after a long couple years caring for a cat with aging illnesses, but I am incredibly thankful this trip worked out (and my cat was just fine without me.) I don’t see any trips in my near future longer than two nights, but I will continue to relish on these wonderful memories from Banff. It was just the trip I needed.

      I look forward to rounding out the fall season with a few more hikes, and then I will be hibernating like all the bears I thankfully did not see.

      Q: What is something that scares you in the way that heights scare me?

      | 29 Comments Tagged Banff, Canada, Hiking
    • Banff Day Two: Tourists in Town and YOHO NP

      Posted at 5:00 AM by Brittany, on October 7, 2024

      After a full day of hiking, kicking Caitlins butt in UNO, and a surprisingly restful night of sleep, we woke with minimal pressure on our second day in Banff. We knew there was going to be rain in the morning, and while we are from the rainy state of Washington we didn’t want to spend the day feeling like cereal sitting in milk.

      We chose instead to go into the town of Banff (about 40 min drive from Lake Louise campground) to look at the touristy stuff, wait out the rain, and go for a smaller hike in the afternoon.

      We drove along the Bow Valley Parkway to get into town instead of driving on the freeway. This took slightly longer, but the views were more dense and the possibility for wildlife sightings were higher. We didn’t see any animals, but we did see Morant’s Curve – a beautiful viewpoint where trains pass through multiple times a day.

      No trains when we stopped, but we did see a train as we drove past the first time.

      We had no plans while in town, other that to wander and possibly find a sweatshirt for Caitlin. Shortly after we arrived we decided it would be nice to find a hot meal. After three days of car snacks, and random foods thrown together it was nice to have a real meal. I’m more hesitant than most to go out to eat, but thankfully we found a farm to table restaurant that had just what we each needed.

      I may not like to go out for meals, but traveling with me helps keep your wallet full.

      After licking my plate clean I ventured next door for a cup of coffee. When researching the town for good coffee, one website recommended Good Earth Coffeehouse. This was attached to a hotel, which was attached to the restaurant we ate. The interior looked like a Panera Bread or any other comparable big chain cafe with mediocre coffee.

      I didn’t have high hopes.

      I was in dire need of a good cup after multiple days without, and thankfully my initial judgement did not translate to the coffee. This coffee was delicious (I got the dark roast), and just what I needed to settle my stomach after my breakfast. This java fueled me for a walk along the river, and into the forest to see the Art in Nature pieces.

      There were over 65 pieces of art from local artists on all types of mediums.

      Me and Duncan in bear form.

      We wandered the town of Banff for around 3 hours, ending with a walk around the Cascade of Time Gardens. This was an unexpected treat, and the building on the grounds looks straight out of Europe. No sweatshirts were found for Caitlin, but I did get a Banff National Park pin to add to my collection.

      The plan after town was to hike to Sherbrooke Lake in the neighboring National Park of YOHO. This was a very mild 6 mile hike with minimal elevation to another beautiful Canadian lake. No pressure, no snacks needed, and I almost didn’t bring my backpack. I decided last minute to bring it because I was too lazy to carry my water, and it was a good thing I did.

      First things first, we had to walk through a Jurassic Park like bear gate and if this doesn’t make the hairs on your neck stand I don’t know what would. I was immediately on edge, as I often was when starting any of our hikes in Canada. We started around 1500 which is much later than we’ve ever started a hike. It wasn’t early in the day, but I knew people would still be on the trail and this calmed my nerves a bit.

      We eventually saw a guy who was running down the trail and I flat out said to him: “WHY ARE YOU RUNNING!?” He replied: “oh you know, because it just feels like a good idea.” I then told him I was worried he had seen a bear, we shared a laugh, and he continued on his way. Honestly it’s a good thing I have no shame.

      As we were heading towards the lake we passed an offshoot that climbed to Paget Lookout. It just so happened we had previously looked into possible hiking Paget Peak, but decided against it after reading there was scrambling involved. I don’t scramble my eggs and I sure as hell don’t scramble my legs up sketchy terrain. Paget Peak was not an option, but the lookout before the peak suddenly was.

      We did what we do and told ourselves we would get to Sherbrooke, and decide how we felt about the side quest to the lookout.

      Raindrops on Sherbrooke Lake.

      Here’s the thing, we were not planning on hiking an extra mile that was nearly vertical, Caitlin had nothing with her other than a heavy water bottle, and it was close to 1700. Evening hours mean bears come out, which means death and regret. At the same time, we both had the “we’re here we should absolutely do this” mindset.

      So we did it.

      I shoved Caitlin’s bottle in my pack along with one of her layers and we began the ascent at a pace much quicker than either of us would have liked. Unfortunately for both of us my anxiety was high due to the time of day and the lack of other people around. This caused me to push the pedal to the metal and I was booking it. After about 45 mins we both started to get unsure of how close we were, and unsure if we wanted to continue.

      The trail was narrow, the turns were winding and all I could think about was coming face to face with my nightmare.

      Then, just as I was sure we would turn around I heard the clanking of trekking poles. Two American angels were coming down and I asked them if it was a worthy trek. They assured us we were close, and that the views were superb. This was the second time I stopped to ask a set of strangers if we should continue or not, and both times I was thankful for the push.

      Seeing these trail angels quelled my anxiety and we kept going. Turns out we were about 5 minutes from the lookout. Thank you fellow Americans, you gave me confidence that the bears would get to you before us. I’m kidding, you just let me know I wasn’t alone out there. (I knew they were Americans because they both had REI jackets on, my suspicions were confirmed upon seeing their UTAH license plate when we finished.)

      The hike up to this lookout climbs around 1100 ft in 1.3 miles. After two full days of hiking before this we were tired, but the push was worth it. This was the second time we planned for one thing and decided to “send it” adding on another side quest to the journey. I couldn’t be more thankful for Caitlin’s willingness to change things up last minute.

      Also, shoutout to our breakfast keeping us full. We brought zero snacks on this 6.7 mile hike, and we didn’t need any. Don’t follow our lead.

      As I mentioned earlier, I noticed the Utah plates on the car of the couple we saw coming down. They were sitting in the parking lot when we finished and they were the last car there. I decided to go up to them and tell them the through process I had, and how I wasn’t sure I wanted to keep going. I told them they had given us the confidence to keep climbing and it was so worth it.

      They were a lovely couple who looked to be in their 60’s, and we shared a laugh. I will always remember this interaction. Another wonderful day in Canada. I boiled some potatoes for dinner to pair with a can of sardines and Kalamata olives before climbing into the tent for another night of listening to the trains carrying cargo. By this point the train sounds no longer bothered me.

      Our last full day in Banff was spent at the most popular trail of the trip. More on that next.

      Bear sightings: 0

      Next Up: Lake Louise loop.

      Q: Tell me I’m not alone with my incessant fear of the bears? It just never quit…

      | 25 Comments Tagged Banff, Canada, Hiking
    • Banff Day One: Peyto, Helen, and the Dolomite Ridge

      Posted at 5:00 AM by Brittany, on October 3, 2024

      In my last post I shared about my adventures hiking in Mount Revelstoke National Park, setting up camp at the Lake Louise campground, and attempting to fall asleep our first night of tent camping. I say attempt because we happened to be situated right next to a shipping train route. When I tell you the train was hollering all night long, I mean allllll nigggghhttt looonnnggg.

      I did not sleep well this first night, but there was no time to dwell on a lack of slumber. Our first day in Banff we decided to do a double – hike the short trail down to Peyto Lake, and then hop over to Helen Lake and say hi to her. We started with Peyto because while there is a path hiking down to the lake, most people take the easily accessible paved path to see the overlook. This makes for a very crowded spot after 0900.

      For good reason, this was one of the most stunning colors of blue I have ever seen.

      Please note the lack of sleep sitting on top of my eyelids.

      We had the entire lookout to ourselves for a short while, which was something I don’t imagine many people get. As always, the early bird catches the view without throngs of other people around. From here we made our way to the trail, and I do not anticipate many people go down this trail. For one, it was steep as hell. For two, it’s not marked well. You’ll only really see it if you’re actively looking for it.

      Thankfully for us we were looking for it and we made our way, down, down, dowwwnnn to the lake. This hike is only 2.5 miles round trip, with a gain of 1050ft. This may not sound like much, but going straight up 925ft of that in 0.80 miles hits the buns with a burn much like a scorched s’mores marshmallow.

      Bear spray in hand. Always with the bear spray.

      The view from below felt like we were deep within the mountains. We wandered around this open plain for a bit before making the climb back up. I’m being dramatic about the climb, it was certainly steep, but nothing we couldn’t handle. It was a good wake up, and a good warm up with the chilly morning air.

      By the time we made it back to the main path we had to dodge so many people I felt like a fish swimming up stream. We clearly came at the right time because we missed all the tour buses. This is one of the more popular spots within Banff, and while it’s worth the visit, coming early is a must.

      With our first hike tucked in our shoes we headed towards our second, and longer destination of the day. Banff has so many hikes off the main roads making driving from one location to another incredibly easy. We chose to hike the Helen Lake Trail, and other than a nice photo of a lake on AllTrails we had no idea what to expect.

      The sign at the trail head told us this trail lead to a myriad of other off shoots, the closest one being the Dolomite Ridge. I had read a review on AllTrails stating the extra journey to the ridge was well worth the effort, but Caitlin and I decided to get to Helen Lake and decide from there if we wanted to keep going.

      A no pressure approach, the kind that always pushes me to keep going.

      The start of this trail was coo coo bananas. We quickly discovered that Canada doesn’t believe in the switchback system, and after a night of shit sleep we were both moving slow up what felt like another vertical climb. The hike started through open woods with minimal views, and while I enjoyed the challenge I found myself bored with the surroundings.

      Just when I thought this was going to be a lackluster experience, the trail flattened out and the landscape widened. It only got better, and better, and better from here.

      We made it to Helen and saw only one other party savoring the view. They asked us if we had binoculars, because on the peak in the above photo there were two tiny human specks at the top, and two coming down the trail. Turns out this was Cirque Peak, and was the most mild peak we ended up seeing within Banff.

      Banff doesn’t mess around with the sketchy peaks.

      We watched people coming down while debating if we wanted to continue along the trail to the ridge (not to be confused with the peak, no shot we were climbing up that.) I was feeling good, and I had plenty of juice in the tank. I credit this to the constant flow of adrenaline in my blood thanks to the awareness of the surrounding wildlife. I was on slight edge for this hike, hoping not to come face to face with Smokey Bear.

      We eventually decided to “send it” and go up the ridge a bit and see what we thought.

      A couple was coming back down as we passed, and we chatted with them briefly. They assured us the ridge was well worth the trek, so we eagerly continued on. Chatting with strangers along the way during our hikes became one of my favorite memories of this trip. Each interaction was brief, but a wholesome reminder that people are kind.

      The views we saw on this ridge will live in my memories for a lifetime. I am still dreaming of this day, and it will likely be one of my all time favorite hikes. I was enamored. The 360 degree views of the changing landscape is a mental photograph I will forever be thankful for witnessing. It’s moments like this that remind me why I hike.

      Starting up the ridge, view of Helen from a bit above.

      Views from the ridge. Lake Katherine and her unnamed sister behind her.

      The hike ended up being 9.5 miles, and took us 5:24 hours with breaks and view savoring. This turned out to be my favorite hike of our quick trip to Canada, one I would happily do again. About a mile from the car it started to rain, and we were good and soaked by the time we finished. The rain was looming as a possibility for this day, but overall we avoided the bulk of it.

      I would have jumped in a lake and hiked back dripping just to see these views.

      I quite enjoyed seeing Peyto and Helen both from above and from below. Such differing perspectives.

      After a shower, a meal, and settling back into the campsite we decided to go for a short walk around the Lake Louise campground. Somehow we both still had energy in the tank. I blame excitement of a new location. We knew the rain was meant to continue into the following morning, so we planned to spend the first half of the day in the town of Banff playing tourists to wait it out.

      We ended the night with a few games of Uno in the tent. I won the majority of them. But who’s counting.

      Bear sightings: 0

      Next up: Banff the town, and a visit to Yoho National Park

      Q: Do you have extra energy when traveling, or does it have the opposite effect?

      | 29 Comments Tagged Banff, Canada, Hiking, National Park
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