Along the roadside close to Jasper, we were lucky enough to see a black bear. Foraging in the rough ground, eating roots and grass, she must have been extremely hungry after the long, hard winter.
A number of cars drew up for a closer look. At one point the bear became quite curious and approached our car and also the car behind full of excited Koreans.
It is estimated there are some 400k black bears in Canada and that, despite hunting, the population is growing. In wilderness areas, their diet is about 95% vegetation and about 5% insects, mammals and birds. They are extremely dexterous; capable of taking tops off jars and breaking into cars with stored food.
This is why we’ve come to Canada. A lone road through majestic unspoilt scenery.
So pleased we saw the heart of the Canadian Rockies a couple of days after a heavy snowstorm. The scale dramatised. The isolation intensified. The wildness of Banff and Jasper National Parks takes the breath away.
Completed in 1940, The Icefield Parkway (part of Highway 93) runs for 230 kilometres from just north of Lake Louise to Jasper and is often described as one of the world’s great drives. But it’s crowded in the summer and often closed in the winter, so we were lucky to have such a clear run.
Along the scenic route we walked on frozen lakes, trekked through forests, and visited near secret gorges.
Overlooking Lake Louise is the 552 room Fairmont Chateau Lake Louise. A vast, luxurious and welcoming hotel.
Originally just a wooden chalet in 1890, the hotel was gradually developed at the turn of the 20th century by the Canadian Pacific Railway to lure wealthy travellers to head west by train. The famous soon came, and the Rockies were opened up to climbing and trekking.
Our gap year budget obviously doesn’t stretch to rooms starting at 439 Canadian dollars (about £265). But for some unexplained reason our cheap lodge down the road had an obscure arrangement with the Fairmont allowing us to use their swimming pool and spa. We felt like the deserving poor, but it was good to get some swimming time in beautiful surroundings.
Afterwards we sat in the bar and ordered the two cheapest drinks on the menu.
Named after Queen Victoria’s daughter, Lake Louise is a stunning sight within Banff National Park. Mount Victoria (3,469m) with its glacier, provides the backdrop at the lake’s end.
It would be a wonderful place to go hiking in the summer, but right now the lake is frozen and most of the trails closed.
But we were able to walk 3km round the edge. 95% of the visitors don’t get beyond the first half km, so the rest of the route was one of total silence (as only thick snow can provide) and, with the sun now out, superb views.
We trekked as far as a waterfall – frozen in its journey down the rock cliff; some brave souls actually do ice climbing up this. Beyond here there is a danger of avalanches so we turned back.
We drove west on Highway 1, but didn’t get very far.
By the time we reached charming Canmore it was snowing hard. With low mist and hardly any mountains in view, there was little point heading further up the valley to Jasper.
Until the views get clearer, we’ll settle down for some well earned rest-time and do a few “winter” wonderland treks.
It’s the third time on this gap year we’ve walked on snow (the others were Mounts Etna and Cotopaxi) and what a contrast to the hot (38+ degrees) beaches of Costa Rica or the cities of Texas. As our travels approach six months, we are appreciating the importance of diverse and ever-changing experiences.
The palest couple in Chile back in January are now the brownest people in Calgary, Canada.
It’s like we have gone from summer to winter. It’s 6 degrees and the parks are only just emerging from thick snow cover. Maybe we should have planned to arrive here a few weeks later!
At least the sun came out so we enjoyed walking along the Bow River pathways. There is a European feel here. More walking, less cars. But the crash in oil prices, is creating uncertainty in the Dubai-like skyscraper boom.
The highlight of the day was catching up with Shane and Natalia who we got to know five weeks back in the Ecuadorian Amazon Basin. Great couple.
Fort Wort became famous during the great open-range cattle drives of the 19th century, when more than 10 million Texas Longhorn cattle trampled through the city on the Chisholm Trail. With horns up to 2m long, the breed descended from cattle brought over by Christopher Columbus and have a high drought-stress tolerance.
The Stockyards in Fort Worth are where the action is today. Cowboys walk around in boots and almost everyone wears ‘stetsons’. There’s a Cowboy Hall of Fame Museum, original cattle pens where you get to see some of the Texan Longhorns and the rodeo in the evening.
At this we saw some wonderful cowboy skills: calf roping, barrel racing and bronco bull riding which was seriously dangerous for the cowboys. None stayed on for the full 8 seconds and several were seen limping off with what looked like broken limbs. We wondered why they do it, then learnt the top earner gets $2m income pa.
There are two X’s on Elm Street, Dallas. They show where the bullets hit President Kennedy 53 years ago.
What’s less certain is where they were both fired from. The official line is that Lee Harvey Oswald, positioned in the Book Depository at the circled window, was the sole gunman.
Here’s the view from the reverse angle but a floor above. (You can’t take pictures within the excellent and respectful Sixth Floor Museum itself)
The museum discusses the various theories and it’s hard not to be drawn into all the conflicting evidence: inc Kennedy’s head movement, smoke on the Grassy Knoll, the pristine bullet, Oswald’s marriage break-up. We discussed it at length for the rest of the day. One of us feels there were two shooters. One of us doesn’t.
The scientific evidence is today “conclusive” (there was no second gunman) but still the mystery continues.