The family hut trips last winter were so fun, we decided then to book out Elizabeth Parker hut and do it all over again this winter. And my resulting blog posts are apparently so photo-laden that I’m going to split up the trip day by day. Filling up an entire hut with friends is wonderful fun, but definitely a little involved – especially thanks to the National Parks need to buy wilderness passes on top of paying the hut fee… and then depending where you get the wilderness pass, you need to pay an additional booking fee, and argh! But … Continue reading Elizabeth Parker hut family trip again! (Day 1)
One particularly amazing edition to our Elizabeth Parker hut trip, aside from the maze and quinzee, was the luge run we built up behind the hut. Referring to something so epic as a mere toboggan track would be inadequate. There was a lot of engineering that went into the design, and some epic berms were built. But it was still difficult to design a track to handle such a variety of sled weights, and so there were parents stationed at a few tree-well points along the way. Which was good, as kids on toboggans went flying over the berms a … Continue reading The luge run
It was cold, with a forecast for rain. A group of us had planned a family/no family bike trip to Revelstoke. As the weekend grew closer and the forecast for Revelstoke looked increasingly terrible, the families lost enthusiasm. But in a bold move, we decided to go anyway, sans famille. Friday night we drove out to Revelstoke. Saturday morning we rode the McPherson trails in Revelstoke – I was feeling stronger than I expected, but a summer of no mountain biking hadn’t helped my fitness. Then it started to rain. We eyed off the sky dubiously, debated a little, then … Continue reading Escape to BC
By the highpoint of the Salmo-Creston pass Emerald Lake, Yoho National Park Smoky views near Golden
Installment one from the roadtrip round BC… Lazing around in the Lassier Hot Springs The Shack in Wardner Parker Silver Spring Lake, near Elko
1500 km later and I’m back in the magical land of Banff. Although if it was really magical it would feel warmer, and the squirrels would have fantastical powers, or perhaps wear tutus. We saw two bears. Stayed one night in a Hobo Jungle. Stayed another in a picturesque lakeside shack (where we played a cheap ripoff of Jenga called ‘Jumbling Towers’). Found an excellent bike shop/junkyard in New Denver, where we bought one old bike, and got another plus a frame for free. And lazed around in hot springs.
My trip to Canada was notable for its complete lack of mooses. I thought British Columbia would be a hotbed of roadside and campsite moose activity, but it wasn’t to be. I feel cheated. There were quite a few chipmunks however. (The more interaction I have with chipmunks, the more I’m convinced that they’re vaguely evil. They have a tendency to try and stalk you, which is more unnerving than it should be.) On arriving in Vancouver, we received a rather alarming grilling from the immigration official – it went on from the fairly reasonable ‘So how do you know … Continue reading the heartbreak of a moose-less canada trip