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An Early Labor (Labour) Day Weekend

Sawmill Beech Kootenay Lake (East)

Sawmill Beech Kootenay Lake (East)

We took an early Labor Day weekend in Creston, British Columbia. Creston is the home of a huge wildlife (mostly birds) sanctuary. It used to be a bird/duck sanctuary but they changed the name to Creston Valley Wildlife sanctuary.  https://www.crestonwildlife.ca/habitat/description
Cynical me I’m sure the name change was a political decision. I suppose maybe they thought “bird sanctuary” was not sufficiently inclusive.

Creston Refuge, Goldenrod, Smoke & Dennis

Creston Refuge, Smoke & Dennis

We had hoped to escape the smoke in Spokane but unfortunately they didn’t stop the air pollution at the border. We took five hikes in 3 days. Our walk in the sanctuary was disappointing The highlights were watching a large heron land on a pine branch, which was pretty impressive, and a glance at 3 otters fleeing into the mud. Dennis suggested most of the birds were laying low.  Who wants to chirp and fly around in the smoke.

We pretty quickly figured out that “climb to a beautiful view of the valley” was not our best destination. Walks through the forest to beaches were much more rewarding and seemed better for the lungs.

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It might have been psychological.

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Pilot Bay Lighthouse (1907)

Pilot Bay Lighthouse (1907)

We found a great and very reasonable motel in Creston and we had some good dinners at the local restaurants although I wouldn’t suggest making the trip for Thai food. We also enjoy discovering new Canadian beers.valleyviewm

Sadly the Valley View was not quite so green or so clear when we were there

Sadly the Valley View Motel was not quite so green or so clear when we were there

A hard rain on Sunday morning make it easy to leave and cleared out the smoke in Spokane.

We saw the Prince of Wales from our window!

Prince of WalesFrom the window in our humble cement block motel (expensive but humble) we could see the Prince of Wales. Not the man doomed to be known as William’s father the royal environmentalist Charles, the Canadian hotel that our daughter Leigh was sure had once been Cinderella’s home.

We spent Labor Day weekend in Waterton, Alberta CA hiking ourselves to exhaustion because it is SO beautiful. Once you make the 7 hour drive from Spokane you can easily access mountains, lakes, waterfalls and nuisance deer. Midwesterner’s will recognize the town of Waterton as Mackinac Island without the fudge. The Prince of Wales is the Grand Hotel they don’t charge to sit on the porch but they do serve High Tea. Waterton has bike rentals, boat trips but also cars and a huge campground.

Waterton from Bear’s Hump

Saturday we hiked about 8 miles to two lakes. It was 36 degrees when we started our hike at 9:30am. Luckily we started by hiking up Akamina Pass so we warmed up pretty quickly. The top of the pass had all kinds of markers letting us know we were entering British Columbia as if making it out of Alberta was a big deal.  I expected some some ranger to jump out and ask for my passport but the ranger’s cabin  was closed. From the main trail the hike up to Forum Lake was the longest 2K I ever hiked. We kept telling ourselves it’s kilometers not miles so even though the trail is straight up we can do it. There is a beautiful waterfall on the way up so I insisted that Dennis take a lot of pictures so I could catch my breath.

We chatted with a young couple from Lethbridge who asked us if we were going to climb the ridge above the lake. At first we were uncertain but when we saw the ridge Dennis and I said “No!” in unison.

Ridge above Forum Lake

 Wall Lake turned out to be the easiest hike to an alpine lake we ever had. Someone had pushed a double wide baby jogger up the trail. It felt like large families had hiked up the 3+ miles to hold reunions. As we ate our lunch two girls came by and admired a huge black “insect not a bug because it has 6 legs” I’d left sitting on a rock by my feet. One threw it in the water but I shamed them into rescuing it with a leaf when “insect” didn’t swim. 

“Insect NOT bug”

 After dinner we hiked around the Waterton campground which is huge with both tents and trailers. I think Canadians must be a pretty hardy lot because the temperature was getting down to the 30’s at night. Too cold for me to enjoy camping.

Sunday we hiked to Summit Lake and then we decided to hike up Carthew Ridge which must have been at least 9 miles round trip. It was exhausting and scary going up and down but well worth it when we saw the panorama of mountains and lakes. I always wish I had learned how to use that panoramic picture feature on my phone camera but once you are up there with the frigid wind blowing around you really don’t want to be reading phone help screens. I’m not sure how I can ever be quite as satisfied walking  south hill bluff after experiencing such beautiful scenery along with the adrenaline rush of looking below my feet and seeing the steep gravel hill drop almost straight down.

It was a four star vacation. Our days were cloudless and it got as warm as 74 which is more than you can hope for considering the altitude and the season. This was very unlike our Independence Creek backpack where we only saw 7 people all weekend and only one person spoke part of a sentence as she whizzed by on her bike. Friendly loquacious Canadians (I counted license plates and 98% from Alberta) were on every trail. I think Dennis’s with his Scandinavian sensibilities did not really appreciate their chattiness . They asked us where we were from, thanked us for visiting Canada, asked us for hiking advice, offered us shuttle service and told us their hiking histories. Even a group of deaf hikers tried to speak with us.

It was a really nice trip but we are afraid to look up the Canadian exchange rate it might dim the afterglow to know what our Waterton excursion really cost us. 

  Here is the link to ALL pictures

Bearmountain Lodge formerly El Cortez motel

Backpack 2011 (& ants in my pants)

Icey Crossing

We can’t decide if it’s been 7, 8 or 10 years since we backpacked. I wasn’t sure we could still do it. We hiked hiked this trail in 1995 when Leigh was entering 2nd grade. She still remembers it as: “the best backpack ever” because it had 22 stream crossings. Leigh really got into it when we told her she could splash through with her hiking shoes on. I swear the trail was only 5-6 miles long then and we made it to the end and then wished we hadn’t because we had to camp in a large  truck rut or something similar.

Now the trail is 7.5 miles long but we only had six big crossings. This time we camped in a beautiful meadow about 4 miles in. We explored another mile or so up the trail but were completely happy with our spot . A couple mountain biking who waved as they whizzed by our campsite were the only people we saw all Saturday. We saw two groups of bikers Sunday for a total of 7 people in two days so I’d say this area is pretty lightly used. The nature highlight was surprising two deer who jumped across the brush like antelope. I’ve never seen deer jump like that before almost like kangaroos. The other great thing was our campsite by the babbling creek. Our new tent is practically all screen windows and given the blue sky we didn’t see any reason to put on the rain-fly. The moon rising early from behind the mountains was just about as bright as our Spokane neighbor’s obnoxious street light. It was certainly a welcome change of pace from the backyard.

View Independence Creek

The only downside of the trip is how sore we are today. Dennis groans every time he’s required to do stairs.  This is made up for by how much fun he had at work today telling all the outdoorsy types how I got ants in my pants.

I choose a nice grassy hill to relieve myself.  I soon felt some sharp stings and realized my shoes and more were swarming with angry biting ants.  I yelled to Dennis a couple of times but he was employing his wife tune out gear as best he could.  When he finally meandered over he wondered why I had my pants, shirt and shoes off.  “You were the one worried that our big windowed tent might be too visible from the trail and here you were dancing around in your underwear.”  He got the camera to take a picture, not of me but of the many angry ants.  It’s not very impressive ant picture.

  There is also one of me filtering watering licking my wounds in comforting scenery.

Licking my ant wounds & filtering water at campsite.


Alturus Lake /Sawtooths

Alturus Lake Beach

7-16- 2010 They said it couldn’t be done but we snagged a campsite at Alturus Bay Inlet on what is the warmest  Saturday of the summer thus far.    This is a lively campground: kids, bikes, dogs, and every campsite seems to have several of each.  The nights entertainment was watch a parade of 12 made up of adults kids, bikes and strollers circle the campground twice.  Recovering from yesterdays strenuous climb to Sawtooth Lake we sat at the crowded beach & relaxed with a beer & lunch.  I jumped in the water and it was absolutely freezing.  About 2pm we got the energy for a two and a half hour hike along Alpine Creek the trail didn’t gain much altitude between the mountain and the stream.  One unusual sighting was a couple loudly nude bathing in the creek.  Dennis said I gawked.  I don’t have a picture of them just the creek.

Hike Alpine Creek (Alturus Lake)

Rock City

7-19-10 Tuesday

Drove to City of Rocks for a short but rigorous hike.  I never saw so many prickly pear cactus in bloom.

We spent the rest of the day on the road.  We ended up in Weiser, ID.  Quite a nice little town and friendly too.  D. noticed it’s the home of the workplace education.  The friendly people had diplomas posted.