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Running the Iceline

The cunning plan for the day was to go and run the Iceline Trail in Yoho National Park. The added difficulty was having to take it in turns, so we didn’t have to tie the Moosling to a tree with nothing more than a bottle of water, a toasted cheese sandwich, and a can of bear spray to defend himself.

Alex got to run first, heading off at 8.40am from the Takkakaw Falls carpark. He headed straight up onto the Iceline from there. Meanwhile, back at the river we wandered about, threw stones, and checked out the relief map of the area. The Moosling drove stones around on the roads of the map, crashing them down to the ground from the map edge: “Oh no crash! Oh no fall, oh crash!”

11.10am and Alex was back, having taken the shorter loop option; running down past Celeste Lake and back to the car in 17.5km. So then it was my turn.

It had gotten a little warmer and a little busier on the trail by then, so I was overtaking group after group as I marched up the switchbacks then ran along the ever wonderful Iceline trail. The forecast threatened afternoon showers, but so far the clouds didn’t look too threatening, and it was only getting warmer.

I dropped down onto the trail past Celeste Lake too, running past wildflowers, and considerably less people.

But then it was up the switchbacks of doom on the Whaleback Trail. They’re fairly relentless, the sun was baking, flies were hovering about me, sweat was dripping, and there wasn’t another soul on the trail.

But then, joy! The summit! The views! And a slight breeze! It was all worthwhile.

Getting down the back of the whale wasn’t very fast going either, with lots of rocky, rooty trail with overhanging branches. Remnants of the winter snowpack were lingering on Twin Falls Creek though, and the creek itself roared along in a scenically aqua fashion.

I was a little outraged to discover there was yet more uphill ahead, as I had to skirt around before I could descend to the base of Twin Falls.

Then it was back along the Marpole Lake trail – which turned out to be full of scree and talus, and also pretty slow going. A few peeping creatures though, so it wasn’t entirely without merit. From then on I was running back along familiar territory, past Laughing Falls and then along the valley bottom, a section of trail that actually was less painful than I remember it being when we had to coax along a tired toddler at the end of the day.

Finally back at the car and ready for a nice soak in the freezing cold river.

Distance: 25.2km
Elevation gain: 1391m
Time: 3.5 hours

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Biking Revelstoke III: MacPherson Trails

After the sad packing up of camp, we drove into town to ride the MacPherson trail system. I spent the first hour or so following the Moosling around while he hit things with a stick.

Life as a toddler is simple, yet fun-filled.

Following the tree-beating session, I had my turn to ride. We just did a quick ride uphill, then descended Flowdown to the road. So much fun! Highly recommended.

This was followed by a lunch of burgers, burritos, and a magical form of icecream that you could drink through a straw (the Moosling was impressed by milkshakes).

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Biking Revelstoke II: Keystone Standard Basin

For the second day of the Great Revelstoke Bike Trip, we gained one more member for our cycling posse, and set off to do the epic logging road drive to the trailhead of Keystone Standard Basin. This drive is even longer and more painful than the one to access Frisby Ridge, but on the plus side you’re very nearly in the alpine from the get-go.

Keystone Standard Basin was designed as a hiking trail, but is one bikes are allowed on. As a result it is more technical, with rocks, roots, and gruntier climbs than Frisby Ridge, but to make up for this – wildly spectacular views.

We made it all the way to the hut on the lake, fighting our way through the other hoards on the trail. This lake was less soporific than the one at Frisby Ridge, and we had a nice lunch by the hut, constantly hitting at bugs.

The Moosling was kicked out of the Singletrailer for a few sections – so he could have a run, and for Alex’s sake.

There were definitely a few sections where Alex had to push the Singletrailer – unlike Frisby Ridge, where the whole thing was eminently rideable.

And Alex started to look a bit worn out…

I even got a flat tyre! And won an award for the most scenic tyre-changing location ever.

Then it was back to camp again, and the menfolk went to sea in Steve’s boat. Strangely, the Moosling hopped right into the boat and immediately tried to insert the oars into the oarlocks, and then tried to row. We’re not sure what else he’s learning while he’s at his dayhome, but as long as he doesn’t know how to assemble an AK-47 we figure we should be fine.

boat

Distance: 23km return
Elevation gain: 950 metres
Max Elevation: 2060 metres
Good with the Singletrailer: Do-able, with a persistent and strong person towing, though you’ll probably need to walk at least a few hills

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Finally biking Revelstoke I: Frisby Ridge

This was a bike trip that ended up being so epic I’m going to have to split it into three posts. We’d been wanting to ride some of the trails in Revelstoke for a few years now. First up on the hit list was Frisby Ridge, just to the north-west of Revelstoke. A nice flowy trail that was built with bikes in mind, it’s a simple out on back with basically all climbing on the way out, all descending on the way back. We were hoping it would be easy enough for towing the Singletrailer (and it was).

The climbing was slow and steady, and finally we left the forest and emerged into an alpine wonderland. So many wildflowers! The views! The perfect blue skies! The alpine lakes! The perfect strip of single track! We found a few piles of snow to cross near the highpoint, and decided to drop down to the lake that’s the official end of the trail. There we had lunch, and nearly fell asleep. I suspect it’s an enchanted lake to be honest. It was very difficult to get back on my bike and ride uphill again.

I managed to avoid falling asleep on my bike, and the descent was fantastically good fun. There was a lot of yelling of “Wheeeeee! Down the hill!” from the Singletrailer.

Then it was back to the campsite, and some splashing about in the cold cold Revelstoke Lake before dinner. Day One successfully complete!

Distance: 25km return
Elevation gain: 850 metres
Max elevation: 2010 metres

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24 Hours of Adrenalin 2013 – Team Work Hard, Ride Harder

First lap, the onslaught of bikes that follows the Le Mans start

60% of team Work Hard, Ride Harder, lazing around and waiting for our fearless leader to arrive back with a smoking fast first lap time

My first lap, pushing up through the meadow

There was at least one little black bear roaming around the course, I never saw him though

Second lap, around 8pm – late enough to carry lights, not late enough to need them

Finishing up my third lap at 3am – managed to snatch a few minutes of sleep between then and 6am, when I was up again

Early morning in the tent – all three teams feeling a little zombified

Wipe out!

Fast Fish pulling off a sub-one-hour lap, second last lap of the day

Victorious!