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More mountain days

Scrambling up the Rimwall on my own – it’s mostly a hike, although with a couple of exciting moments thrown in.

Hiking doesn’t seem to be bothering my knee too much, as long as I take it easy on the descents.

I’d never been up the Rimwall before, so it was good to cover some new terrain. The view back down to Spray Lakes is old and familiar, but at a marginally different angle to previous hikes.

The Sunday Rimwall hike was followed up with another wander up the East End of Rundle on Monday. There the rapture came and took away my hiking companion. It was a lonely hike down.

One day my knee will work again.

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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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Kananaskis wanderings

A lazy morning, then I wandered out with a loaded bike, and pedalled up the Spray Lakes Road.

I hadn’t decided quite where to go, but ended up thinking of a Spray River/Goat Creek loop… but when I got down to the Spray River turn-off, I realised that the wildlife closure had come into effect a couple of weeks ago.

Change of plans! And so I decided to try and push through the Mount Shark area – which is exactly where the Tour Divide route goes. Up until then, there’d barely been any snow. As I got closer to Mount Shark, there was quite a bit of deadfall, and then more and more snow.

At least the snow made for good pushing practise.

It was unsurprisingly deserted, and I didn’t come across anyone on my travels until I got out onto the Spray Lakes Road again. At which point I was suddenly flying along the nice clear road.

After some early snow, it turned out to be quite a nice day. I finished up with a foray down Goat Creek, which was rideable, but a bit muddy still.

And that was the Karate Monkey’s last big adventure before it was due for partial dismantling and the build up of my Triton mega titanium adventure bike!

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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:

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Tent Ridge, finally!

Another hike we’ve been wanting to do for a while. We considered doing it dressed as pirates (no reason), but in the end went for normal hiking clothes.

It all starts with a lot of slogging up through trees, then up and into the valley surrounded by the horseshoe shaped Tent Ridge.

The boy did a good job of hiking up the hill, with the aid of his mountain climbing stick.

On the top of the ridge (on the east side, we were going clockwise) we stopped for lunch. Then Alex and the boy decided to avoid the scrambly sections ahead, and just head back down again.

Meanwhile, Lincoln and I headed onwards – straight up and over, the classy line.

Spray Lakes sat in the background, bright blue and full of sharks. We reached the enormous fridge on top of the first corner of the horseshoe, and were terribly sad when we found out that it had no icecream or cold drinks, and wasn’t actually a fridge at all. Or if it was, it was quite hard to open.

The views from the ridge really were amazing. Below is The Fist, which was kind of tempting to scramble.

Rounding the end of the horseshoe involved a bit of scree slogging, and then Lincoln peered over the ridge of eternal doom.

Below is the view back across to the east side of the ridge. And some ridiculous mountains and a very blue sky.

Things got quite talus-y for a while there, and then calmed down into an easy gentle ridge again.

We ran into another group of hikers just as we were about to drop down off the end of the ridge, and so there was a mutual exchange of jump shots.

And then the descent. Kind of muddy, with a few crashes, but otherwise successful.

Distance: 11km
Elevation gain: 750m