Lake Louise

(Lake Louise, Alberta, Canada)

Right before our first day of skiing, we visited the legendary Lake Louise (the village, the lake, and the hotel, but not the ski area…yet).

View of the lake, from Chateau Lake Louise

I’m sure every Canadian has seen multiple pictures of Lake Louise: the grand hotel overlooking the narrow mountain lake with snowy peaks in the background…it is an iconic Canadian sight.

Skating in front of the Chateau Lake Louise

And yet, it wasn’t exactly how I’d imagined it. I thought it would be at the bottom of a steep and narrow alpine valley.  But that would be wrong: it is actually located some distance up from the broad valley floor, on a winding mountain road.  

Only in Canada!

It actually reminds me quite a bit of St. Moritz, Switzerland…except that there is only one hotel (rather than hundreds) and it seems isolated even with hundreds of people enjoying the lake.

Hiking across Lake Louise

Anyway, it is definitely beautiful and there was plenty going on when we arrived.  There was a fully operational ice bar, a huge number of ice sculptures, multiple hockey games in progress on the lake, cross-country skiers darting to and fro, and many others just walking on and around the lake.  A horse-drawn sled was ferrying people around the coastal trail, while some fearless folks were climbing an ice waterfall. 

A climber ascending the ice falls at Lake Louise

As we were just visiting and not actually staying at the hotel, we chose to walk the length of the lake (about 2 km) and back, taking in the views and the general good cheer about winter.  It seemed like the right thing to do, given that the temperatures were more than cold enough for us to curse them.  Of course, the happiest creature we saw was a very photogenic husky.  Sadly, I didn’t take a picture!

Hiking alongside Lake Louise

Lake Louise (the lake, with the hotel) also turns out to be different from Lake Louise (the village) and Lake Louise (the ski area).  The village is on the valley floor, a couple of kilometers down from the lake, on the Trans-Canada Highway.  The ski area is even further from the lake, on the other side of the valley.  

Ice bar at the Chateau Lake Louise

The verdict:  yes, as you can see, it is definitely worth a visit.  I’m sure I haven’t seen the last of this famous lake…and hopefully, I will get back here at least once in the warmer seasons, so I can see the lake’s (apparently) mesmerizing colours for myself.  

Cross-Country Skiing in Canmore

(Canmore, Alberta, Canada)

After four chilly days on the alpine slopes, the temperature dropped even further. The overnight low was around -30’C. The visibility was iffy and there was also a cold wind. It would have been miserable on the lifts, even with Hotshots! We made an executive decision to skip our planned last day of downhill skiing and try an outdoor sport that keeps you a little warmer: cross-country skiing.

Me at the Nordic Centre “stadium”

Fortunately, I was in one of the best places in the country to do this: as I mentioned a few days ago, Canmore hosted the Olympic cross- country skiing and biathlon events at the 1988 Calgary Winter Olympics.  The facilities have been maintained and remain a competitive/training centre today.  Instead of just visiting, however, this time I was actually going to ski!

Richard races to the finish line

I haven’t done cross-country skiing regularly for about 40 years.  The equipment has changed enormously.  But the basics are still the same and it is just a little easier to ski uphill with the new “skins” skis.  

Skiing through the forest at the Canmore Nordic Centre

There was no way that we could have enjoyed skiing downhill today: the windchill was approaching -30’C, although the actual temperature was about -17’C at midday.   While cross-country skiing was also cold initially, I warmed up after about 15 minutes of work.  We decided to do a series of loops that didn’t take us too far from the base lodge, just in case .  Eventually, the main concern was not getting too hot, as the moisture could really make you freeze when you got cold again later. 

Richard overlooks the meadow

After a delicious lunch, we did another longer loop in the afternoon.  The forest trails were beautiful but my favourite spot was  a spectacular alpine meadow (see photo at the very top of this post), where you could really appreciate all of the mountains around us. The sun had graciously reappeared shortly after we started, and the wintry colours were intense.

Some of the many flags at the Canmore Nordic Centre (representing the countries that competed at the 1988 Winter Olympics)

I don’t say this often, but this was definitely a day where it was better to be off the slopes than on them.  We ended up skiing more than 20 km and fully deserved the Mexican meal we enjoyed that evening.  I certainly wasn’t expecting to drink horchata in Canmore, but there it was! 

The Canmore Nordic Centre

We made the most of our last full day in Canmore, and we could only laugh the next morning when the temperature dropped to a totally ridiculous -36’C (again, without the windchill!) on the way to the airport.

Coming up: another Alberta attraction!

 

Highlights from the Banff and Lake Louise slopes

(Canmore, Alberta, Canada)

This post was supposed to be about skiing in the Banff area without a polar vortex.  Alas, I cannot do that.  There was a relative warming over the next two days of skiing, but I still needed to buy and use Hotshots (for my hands) for each of those days.  However, I was able to ski through both the morning and the afternoon without resorting to hand dryers for warmth…and I finally get a proper feel for the slopes at both Lake Louise and Sunshine Village.

Richard poses near the top of the Back Bowls piste at Lake Louise

My first impressions of skiing at Lake Louise were mixed.  The views were great, but most of the pistes near the main gondola were “used up” by mid-morning.  We then made our way to the “Back Bowls”, a large area on the backside of the main mountain (see photo at the very top of this post).  

The Back Bowls pistes are not really defined…they are more “areas” than formal pistes, so it is sometimes difficult to figure out which piste you are actually on. There are three distinct Back Bowl sections, each with a fairly easy piste running through the middle, and exclusively black diamond-rated (or double black diamond-rated) slopes branching off.  Sometimes a hike is required to reach these pistes. 

Some of the mogul fields on the Lake Louise Back Bowls can get pretty gnarly

The farthest of the three Back Bowls was accessible only by a “platter” lift.  This is almost prehistoric technology that should have been retired long ago.  It is similar to a T-Bar: you ride it alone, and you are dragged uphill by a “disc” that you place between your legs.  It can be quite difficult to ride, especially on steep inclines, and the resort even ranked the lift itself as a black diamond!! 

Close-up of the mogul fields – compare the moguls to the size of the skier!

We cursed this wretched lift each time we used it.  The steepest section makes you fight the lift; it feels like a fall is imminent as you try to squeeze your thighs around the disc. But we then realized that this horrible lift was actually keeping people away from the third Back Bowl.  It was really our friend!

While it had been several days since the last snowfall, we managed to find a hidden piste that checked all the right boxes: barely used, a decent amount of powder, and a steep pitch that made you work but didn’t seem to have any hidden rocks or icy surprises. 

Another view from the top of the Back Bowls (Lake Louise)

We returned to this “Traumpiste” (“Dream Run”) several times, each time enjoying the sun, snow, solitude, and attainable challenge.  We then had a late lunch and decided to figure out the name of our great discovery.  Perhaps it would have a lyrical name, to match the internal melodies we heard while skiing it.  Or maybe it would have a rugged name, to reflect the worthy challenge it was.  I could have lived with either option.

The Alberta/British Columbia border, at Sunshine Village ski resort

But no.  This piste turned out to have the worst name I have ever encountered: it was called “Brown Shirt”.  I kid you not. What on earth were they thinking?  To compound their sin, they included “Brown Shirt” in the name of two other nearby pistes.   I’m shocked and stunned.  I’ve decided to call it “Hidden Valley” instead.

Random photo from the top of the Goat’s Eye region of the Sunshine Village ski area

Anyway, we also enjoyed skiing the long pistes located on Goat’s Eye Mountain at Sunshine Village.  These weren’t as remote as Lake Louise’s Back Bowls, but they were still off the beaten path for many of the skiers at Sunshine Village.  We were largely free to roam the wide open pistes in search of untouched snow. 

Temperatures are supposed to drop again tomorrow for our last day of skiing.  After a brief respite from the polar vortex, will we be able to handle it?