Lesser Slave Lake

Lesser? There’s a bigger one?! Yup – maybe we’ll get there in a few weeks…

Lesser, but not

Lesser Slave Lake is about 100km long east to west, and the widest point is about 15km across, north to south. We’ve had a mix of wildfire smoky days and clear blue sky days. On even the clear days, we were unable to see the far shore, so it feels more like being at the sea rather than on a lake.

Shady trails, lake views

Perhaps due to the fairly remote mid Alberta location, the lake and surrounding area is quiet in terms of visitors. The sandy beaches are pleasant, quiet, and the perfect place to sit and spot bird life. I’m not good at identifying birds, but the bald eagle was easy, along with the loons. We’ve seen other ducks – mergansers? – and a hawk or two, as well as terns, crows and those small birds that refuse to slow down so we can identify them! If you’re into bird life, then this is the place!

Beach time! And time to dip in a paw?

Mixed boreal forest kept us well shaded on the hot days, and the mosquitoes knew where to find us. Bug bite count? It’s gone up from two…

Keeping cool

If you’re ever looking for quiet camping in a rugged location, and you don’t mind a bug or two, then Lesser Slave Lake might be perfect for you. We love it here!

North! (photo: Mrs. PC)

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Mountain spring!

We mostly had a spring in our step, enjoying the fresh greens as we hiked in the foothills through stands of aspen and spruce.

It’s sunny now, but just you wait…

Most days started sunny and finished cloudy, with temperatures below seasonal. Cooler conditions, fewer bugs! The big show was on our last night, featuring several thunderstorms with heavy rain and some hail, rolling through one after the other. We don’t mind that weather, but Scout isn’t a fan, trembling more than those aspens.

Good for hiking

One morning, at second coffee o’ clock, a bear wandered by, just a few metres from where we were sitting. Scout, who always lets the deer and squirrels know who’s boss (don’t tell her, but they are) didn’t even look up. All that time she spends playing at being a wolf, and she couldn’t be bothered with as little as a token growl.

Bear territory

The bear wasn’t bothered, not by Scout, nor by us, and off it went in search of more wildflowers, perhaps hoping to be a step ahead of the many deer in the area. We finished our coffee and enjoyed a short loop hike above the Sheep River, close to our campsite, where we saw the clouds building up over the mountains nearby. We just made it back before getting a soaking. Phew!

Striking

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Sheep River far below
The boss

Alberta cooler

We’re back on the road for the next little while, in fact we have been the past week. We trundled through the prairies for a few days, before heading into Kananaskis at the end of the long weekend. As we ventured in, we saw quite a number of campers leaving early. We wondered why?

Was it the weather? Maybe!

It grew distinctly cool as the weekend progressed – more snow anyone? Yup, that happened. Thank goodness we didn’t have to worry about keeping our evening beer chilled. Who needs ice or a cooler?!

Alberta cooler

By the time this is posted we should be somewhere in BC, searching for some warmth and a little less snow…

“Snow? Behind me? I don’t believe you!”

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Hoodoo?

We do! If you ever have the opportunity, traveling the Hoodoo Trail in the Drumheller, AB region is an interesting way to discover some amazing geological formations in an arid location.

Near Drumheller, AB

I imagine it gets pretty busy – and very hot – in the summer months, but we were lucky enough to stop at the formations shared here on a relatively quiet and pleasantly warm midweek spring day. Early in the season as it was, it felt hot after the long slow start to spring – no complaints!

“Hoodoo? I do!”

It always amuses me that the area is known as the badlands, and I understand why, but they are some of my favourite lands to visit, with such a different geography and geology. Dinosaur territory if that kind of thing interests you…

Spotted this one roaming our campground

We ended our morning with a fine lunch and cold pint at the Last Chance Saloon in nearby Wayne. As with the rock formations, if you ever have a chance to visit, it is great place to stop and cool off.

One of my finest photographs ever, taken through a dusty windshield

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Bad, so bad!

Taking a break

It’s mud season when it isn’t ongoing snow showers season, and, in April, I just can’t get excited by that…

So let’s skip the remainder of April – blogging-wise – and then, when mud season is over (by the end of the month, he says, hopefully) we will be out and about because the last of the snow will (surely?) have melted and most of the mud will have dried up! Goodbye brown grass and hello greenery? Maybe. Camping here we come.

The last of the last of the last of the snow? Maybe…

Tomorrow is forecast to be the first double digit sunny day of the month, so I’ll say we’re heading in the right direction! Enjoy the rest of April, and let’s catch up sometime in May!

“I’ve found spring hiding under here!”

Beer and chocolate…

…and spring? Hoping for three out of three…

Apparently, this is the good stuff? (Yes it is! Mrs. PC)

I’ll keep it brief this week, and confess we’ll be having two out of three of the above this coming long weekend!

Apparently, this is the good stuff? (Yes it is! Mr. PC) A wee heavy (a Scottish beer style) and what I’ll be after too much beer and chocolate.

If you choose to celebrate Easter this weekend, enjoy, and even if you don’t, perhaps you’ll have a beer, some chocolate, or maybe even enjoy some spring sunshine where you are?

It is sunny, and it is calendar spring! Taken earlier this week – technically, three for three?

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“Yes, I know dogs can’t have chocolate. No, I’m not sulking…)

PS:

Nope, two out of three! Taken yesterday (Thursday) afternoon.

Cabin time

When it comes to mountain or forest accommodation in winter, a cabin is just about perfect. I’ve slept (or not slept – that wood stove needs regular tending) in a yurt, and enjoyed pleasant tent slumbers in rainforests (winter-adjacent rainforest camping isn’t so cold, but a bit damp) but nothing beats the comfort of a cabin. (I can hear one brother spitting coffee on his keyboard at the use of “comfort” and “cabin” in the same sentence. It was many years ago, I still choose to believe he had a good time, not that he’ll admit it, and anyway, of course he wasn’t going to get a great night’s sleep if he spent all his time throwing shoes at a mouse. The mouse was fine, if you were wondering…)

Blaeberry bliss – this way to the cabin

I did once construct a quinzee just for fun, after a heavy snowfall in Yoho, but did I sleep in it? No chance – I knew the builder – and besides, I built it in the backyard of the cabin we were staying in at the time. Cabin or quinzee? No contest!

Cabin or quinzee? Cabin please!

To describe the place we called home for a few nights during our recent trip (to the Blaeberry Valley, BC) as simply a cabin seems a bit of an understatement. It was a mountain palace, and no complaints about that from this travel weary (travel weary? – it was only three hours from home! Mrs. PC) princess, happy to arrive, unsaddle and stable the horses, after brushing the road dust, er, I mean snow, from his clothes. Or something.

In realtor-speak, is this vaulted, or cathedral? Or upside-down boat interior? I liked it.

I’ve included a few photographs taken in and around the “cabin” to share some idea of what splendid accommodation it was. It did snow plenty while we were there, so was I tempted to try and make another quinzee? Nope! Too comfortable, and I was far too busy trying to figure out the fancy coffee machine. Like I said, not the usual cabin, and that was absolutely fine by us.

“Somebody going to light this thing?”

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Here you go, Scout!
We’re well supplied, Scout, don’t worry!
The weary traveller, unsaddling the horses, brushing off the snow… (Huh? Is he ok?!)

Spring forward!

Longer daylight hours, the soft warmth of springlike days, and the promise of a cold drink on a sunny patio – sure, let’s spring forward!

Oh.

Might have to wait a little longer for some of those springing forward benefits around here?

“Who ordered the 310-DUMP of snow?”

In the meantime, we don’t have to dream of the beach to visit the beach, not here!

Oh.

Oh well! Glass half full, it’s almost spring, or soon will be, and in the meantime, we’re off to the mountains for a few days, to enjoy the rain, and maybe even the snow, if our cabin is at a high enough elevation…

Ready to spring forward! Oh.

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On the edge…

…of the city, there is a small wilderness area squeezed between the southwest city limits and the boundary of the Tsuu t’ina Nation. It’s mostly a wooded wetland, located on the north side of the Elbow River, with pathways weaving along and between narrow waterways and tiny ponds.

Edge of the city

We were there this week on a bright March morning, enjoying blue skies and temperatures that quickly climbed above freezing. There were hardly any other park users – a few other dog walkers and a jogger who jingled past laden with bear bells. I imagine the bears appreciated the heads up, delighted to hear lunch was approaching? We didn’t see bears or any other big creatures, but there were many geese overhead, and chickadees were our almost constant companions in the sunnier spots. Every now and then we heard the distant tapping of a busy woodpecker.

Cheeky chap

There was some snow on the ground from a heavy fall a few days earlier, but it was melting away in the strong sun, and, in these bright March days, it feels far more like early spring than late winter, so I guess we’re headed in the right direction!

Farewell winter?

The park isn’t huge, but it’s more than pleasant enough to be in the almost wild for a couple of hours on a midweek morning. We’ll revisit again when it is spring proper, check out the new greenery, smell the sap, and give the mosquitoes something to feed on.

Not quite spring…

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“It’s Springter!“

Adult day care!

Day care? Yes, somewhere to go when the weather doesn’t cooperate and there’s no xc skiing in the nearby parks to be had. So, what to do? Visit the “day care” of course! A new to us – it’s been there years – coffee shop that roasts on site, and they have a wide range of dark beans. Just the thing!

Adult day care – Mrs. PC likes the cappuccino here!

Most of January we’ve enjoyed (endured?!) a series of chinooks, keeping temperatures way above seasonal and eating all the snow in the city. This morning, we were able to have our coffee (beans from the place above) outside, shirtsleeves and sunglasses. Is it really February?!

Strangely warm…(the weather, not the coffee – that was just right!)

Here’s hoping winter returns soon. In the meantime, espresso it is.

I’m with this guy:

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“Where’s winter? Not under here…”