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No, no, they can’t take the mountains away from me

So, the update on my knee: it still hurts! (Blah blah, something about ligaments being a lot better, LCL, MCL, blah, mild meniscus damage, gets aggravated when I do things like pedal my bike or run, gradually getting better, trying to be patient, blah)

In the meantime, I’ve decided hiking with sticks is a reasonable alternative to doing nothing but sitting at home plotting to take over the world.

I’ve been lucky enough to have some fun hiking companions along the way, for my umpteenth time on the summit of Ha Ling Peak.

Mount Lady MacDonald solo on a sunny evening was a lot of fun too – and gorgeous at the teahouse… although the teahouse is gone now.

Now back to your regularly scheduled programming.

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A small adventure

Can’t really ride a bike, can’t trail run, can only hike if I’m slow and cautious. But it was going to be a gorgeous warm summer weekend, and it had been nearly four weeks since I’d left town.

So we packed up the car and went driving, and found somewhere nice to camp…

The boy is a pretty confident hiker these days. Although so far his load tends to consists of nothing more than 500mL of water, a snack, a hat, and a couple of toy trains.

We slogged our way up steeply through the trees, then burst out above the treeline, back into the sun again. Such a warm day for early June. Even though we camped at around 2200m, it was still feeling nice and warm.

We have a new tent now – attempts to cram three of us into 2-person tents have been increasingly uncomfortable. We’ve used a larger Tarptent too, which is lovely and light, but we’ve found the single-wall doesn’t work incredibly well with a small and excitable person pinging around the tent.

After some research, we opted for the Big Agnes Copper Spur UL3. We love our Big Agnes Seedhouse 2, and it did a great job over five months of cycle touring, but we decided two vestibules would be a better option. Despite have less floor space than the Tarptent, the angle of the tent walls makes the use of space more efficient.

Consensus so far is that it is great.

The forecast was clear, so we settled in without a fly, then watched the sun set over the mountains.

We all woke up at random intervals throughout the night. Me, every time the boy wiggled about I ended up having to slide him back up his sleeping mat – although he’s getting much better at staying on his mat and in his sleeping bag, rather than just trying to crawl onto my mat and into my bag (thank goodness).

Alex tends to sit up suddenly when he hears odd things, which invariably wakes me up too – the most threatening thing heard through the course of this night was just a small mouse that was hopping about in our shoes.

A lazy tent morning, followed by breakfast on our grassy slope, as the sun popped up above the mountains and started to warm us up.

And then a careful descent back down the hill. I was relying heavily on my poles, concentrating terribly to avoid re-injuring my knee… which is gradually feeling better, but I still can’t pedal without pain. But at least I can hike!

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canada general hiking snow trip reports

Winter Solstice sunrise

We did it! The sun is coming back! Huzzah to all Northern Hemispherians, the evil Southern Hemisphere is now bound to return our sun to us.

We left town at 6am, and hiked up to the summit of Ha Ling Peak to arrive just as the sky was starting to lighten, at around 7.45am. On the one hand, it was beautiful. On the other, it was very windy (the forecast was calling for 30km/hr, gusting to 50km/hr). There may have been some huddling.

Poor Lincoln was just about freezing to death.

There was some attempted photography inbetween bouts of huddling.

Then the rest of the crew made a brief stop at the summit.

At which point we all decided it was time to start heading down.

As we reached the saddle below the peak, the pink in the sky started to brighten with the sunrise proper, and we took a few more photos before scarpering back down the hill.

The trail is mostly in good condition at the moment – some ice lower down, but mostly packed snow. Two years in a row (three if you count the time I went up the day after solstice) this is becoming a solstice tradition.

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Ha Ling peak all over again

It’s been a while since we’ve headed up Ha Ling Peak as a family. This was the last warm day of our prolonged pleasant Autumn. Well, I say warm, it was going to be about 10oC, which only counts as warm when you’re comparing it to -20oC.

But anyway, pleasant weather, must get out and enjoy it, so we decided to head up Ha Ling Peak together, with the invitation extended to whoever else we thought might be kicking around.

And so the Ha Ling Peak expedition began. We’re trying to stop carrying the Boy these days. So this was his first unaided ascent. Of course, he felt he needed to take his own backpack, so he could carry his trains to the top of the mountain too.

It was quite a busy day – we weren’t the only geniuses who’d come up with this idea. And lower down the trail was nice and clear.

Up higher though, things changed. After the first three main switchbacks, the trail started to get icy. We pulled out ice spikers (well, mine are actually Kahtoola Microspikes, and Alex had the Yaktrax Run) but we didn’t have a small pair. After one falling over incident, I started carrying the boy – so that was the end of his first unaided mountain ascent.

It started to get windy and cold (unsurprisingly), and we ended up making the call to turn around at the saddle, after admiring the always-wonderful views.

Then there was just more cautious trip-trapping down the ice, down into the warmth and calm of the trees.

And as we reached the bare ground, release the Boy, and then attempt to slow him down as he tries to run down the mountain.

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Smuts Pass, Birdwood Traverse and Burstall Pass

We planned a grand adventure for the day – from Canmore, then out to Smuts Pass, along the slopes of Birdwood, and over Burstall Pass, then back to Canmore.

First of all to ride along the dusty roads, through biting headwinds, along rough gravel, by many cars.

We attached the magnificent velocipedes to a hidden tree, snacked and tied on some speedy shoes.

Beating through the vicious creek until the valley opened, we began our ascent to Smuts Pass, where the trees finally relinquished their grasp on our flesh.

There we found snow, and trod carefully for fear of getting our shoes dampened.

We looked on the magnificent Mount Smuts and pondered the difficulty of reaching her summit.

Far below lay the Birdwood Lakes, turquoise and marvellous in their alpine splendor.

Then a small traverse, through inches of snow. We thanked the footsteps of those who had travelled before us and made our work easy.

Onwards, and under the mighty slopes of Mount Birdwood, majestic and looming.

We trod carefully as we travelled through yet more snow, our traverse continued.

And then, peering backwards, we admired our footsteps, and the slopes of Birdwood, the marvellous Smuts, and the perhaps less marvellous and certainly oddly named Smutwood.

Then finally Burstall Pass lay before us, with just the slopes of Snow Peak to sidle along before we reached the final pass of our day.

The sidling was long, hard and snowy, but then finally safely over and done. We had reached Burstall Pass and were now on a veritable highway of slush, jogging downhill and back to the flat land below.

From there, the journey to the velocipedes was long, yet not difficult. Except for the large amounts of fatigue in our feet and legs.

As darkness fell we retrieved the velocipedes, attached glowing lights to them, and soared home with a favourable wind at our backs and starry skies overhead. It was glorious.

Distance travelled: 80km (velocipede), 27km (on foot)
Elevation gain: 1130m (velocipede), 1050m (on foot)
Max elevation: 2424m

The foot portion of the day: