Jasper National Park


We didn’t expect to go to Jasper when we were in Banff. We knew where it was, but based on our overall plan, we just didn’t think we had time for it. But the first day we flirted with the Icefields Parkway, we knew it was a must.

On day two, we decided to make the trip, but it wasn’t until our first hike of the day down to Peyto Lake did we get the tip of where to hike. At this point, we met up with a women from Vancouver who was about to head down to Peyto, but decided to head back as she wasn’t sure just how long it was. We luckily knew it was not too bad, so she came along. On the trip down, we not only found out that she had just ran the Banff marathon a few a days ago (talk about a beast), but that she was told to head up to Wilcox Pass in Jasper for a tourist-light trail with fantastic views. We had said it sounded great, but didn’t really make plans until we were on the road.

As we started to make our way up the parkway, we decided that it was a must. So we pulled over once we got near the Columbia Icefield, packed our packs, and start en route.

Stumbling upon this route was a blessing. It was beautiful at every turn, with glacial plains of wild flowers, lakes, and stunning 360 mountain tops. It was lightly trafficked so we were able to really enjoy ourselves and we even met an amazing man named Gary at the top. Gary, works in oil about 9 hours north of Jasper where caribou, wolf, moose, and bear are plenty, and they have a plenty of hours of sunlight in the summer, but certainly not in the winter.

Not only did we meet Gary, but we also saw our friend on the way down and thanked her for the recommendation.

And so was our time in Jasper National Park, except for a pretty amazing run in with some mountain sheep along the way.