Pink and Grey (and Blue)

From Sigiriya we decided to go on an adventure… we wanted to try to reach Jathika Nemal Uyana (Pink Quartz Mountain) using public transportation, even though we couldn’t find any info on the web about getting there by bus. How hard could it be? We took a bus to Dambulla and we were waiting on another bus to get to a part-way town called Madatugama when we were approached by a persistent tuk tuk driver who kept telling us that we would have to take a tuk tuk, so we should just pay him. Undeterred and very stubbornly we sat on the stationary hot bus for another 20 minutes while he tried to wait us out. Eventually the bus roared to life and the adventure continued. Unfortunately he was right about not being able to take another bus the rest of the way so we hired a (much cheaper) tuk tuk to take us to the wooded park.

It was a beautiful walk through the forest before we got our first glimpses of pink. The mountain is SE Asia’s largest deposit of pink quartz and is thought to be 500 million years old. It was so neat to be hiking on what is normally gravel, but was tiny pebbles of pink quartz.

On the way home we had a great interaction with a security guard who kept us company when we waited for a bus, then bartered us a tuk tuk to a different part-way town for a successful series of buses home. Take that, doubting tuk tuk guy!

We had another great visit with our Sigriya tuk tuk driver, Anu, who took us to a more local spot for sunset views. If you’re ever planning to come here let me know and I’ll connect you with him as he was our favourite person in Sri Lanka.

After another looong distance bus we arrived in Polonnaruwa, which is the 2nd oldest of Sri Lanka’s kingdoms and a World Heritage Site. We explored the huge area of ruins by bike until the heat chased us back to our guesthouse. A consistent theme of this trip is sitting in front of fans in our underwear; it is THAT HOT!

The next morning we were up at the crack of dawn to go on an elephant safari. RockyB had never seen elephants in the wild and it was an auspicious start when we saw our first one walking up the side of the highway! We had the chance to see numerous grey gentle giants, often quite close to our jeep. We were pleased that our guide seemed quite respectful of giving the animals space and we often found ourselves away from the ‘herd’ of jeeps that seemed too intense.

Our guide was very into the birds of the area and I can honestly say that I am becoming quite a ‘bird nerd’. I didn’t have our zoom lens so the pictures suck, but we saw some really colourful green bee eaters, chestnut headed bee eaters, kingfishers, brahminy kites, and great spotted eagles. Have you ever seen a peacock fly? What an unexpectedly cool thing to see.

I have about a hundred pictures of us enjoying cold drinks during the trip, another definite ‘beat the heat’ theme (pictured are king coconuts, coconut shakes, soursop(Rocky)/passionfruit(me) shakes).

The food in Sri Lanka has been delicious. At times we have been missing vegetables as it’s quite heavy of the rice and breads, but we have definitely found our favourites: hoppers, coconut sambol, and dahl curry. I would definitely recommend Sri Lanka as a travel destination. The people are genuine and helpful, and it has the 2nd highest per-capita income in SE Asia. Though it is a developing nation it appears (from what we’ve seen) that most people have their basic needs met and are happy.

After a full day of train travel we arrived back down south, close to the airport. In the ‘would you rather’ game we would both pick a full day on the train over a full day on the bus, but 9 hours is long no matter how you do it! We’re both feeling a little blue as it is our last day of Rock-Awn 7.0. We both are heading to new and exciting adventures, but we have so much fun travelling together that it’s always a little sad to part ways.

I’ll be posting from a new time zone soon, and you can follow RockyB’s adventures at: https://delafrijoles.com/. Rock-Awn!

Special Blessings

Our first night in Kandy we were wandering along and happened upon the world heritage Temple of the Tooth Relic. In order to respectfully enter Buddhist temples you need to have your knees and shoulders covered, and both RockyB and I always have a scarf/sarong at the ready. The eagle-eye security guard noticed that Rocky’s sarong had images of Buddha on it and immediately banned it from entering. She also re-wrapped mine and it was such a tight pencil skirt that I could only take tiny little Geisha-like steps. Rocky paid a deposit to borrow one and in we went.

In the Hindu area of the temple, the temple priest waved us over and did a special blessing for each of us where he held our hands, recited some stuff, and gave us a coloured smear onto our foreheads. This was followed by pointing at the offering plate of money and instructing us to make a donation. I pulled out 100 rupees (about $0.50) and the priest indicated that I was being too much of a cheapskate by pointing to a 500 rupee note (about $2.50). Embarrassed, I complied. I was feeling even more sheepish when RockyB laid down a 1000 rupee note and thought she must have really been ‘feeling it’.

As we were walking away I confessed to Rocky that I felt like such a cheapskate and she started laughing, revealing that she was initially going to give a 50 note but saw my interaction. She realized she had given her last 500 note as a deposit for her sarong so was very reluctantly parting with her 1000! She was contemplating trying to make change from the plate of money but thought better of it. Rock-Awn laughter ensued.

We found a little restaurant where we had a fun travel interaction. Mr. Nathan was extremely attentive: washing our hands for us, wanting to find out all about us, and staring at us as we ate. Of course we had to take photos with him and promised we would come back.

We did go back a couple of days later and he was a good sport about doing a jump shot with us. He’s so excited to stay in touch over WhatsApp. These connections are one of the reasons why I love travelling.

One day we walked up to a huge Buddha statue.

We had great views of Kandy as we could go up to the level of the Buddha’s shoulders. It was such a peaceful and serene setting.

On the walk back down we loved visiting a brightly painted temple.

That evening we revisited the Temple of the Tooth Relic for the evening ceremony, but it felt extremely touristy and confusing. We had much better experiences in the smaller, less crowded temples.

Feeling a bit ‘templed out’ and ‘special blessing-d out’ we spent a day at the Uddawata Kele Sanctuary, a large forest reserve in Kandy. At the entrance we had one of many examples of what I’m calling a ‘change standoff’. In Sri Lanka’s primarily cash society we are constantly trying to strategically break up the large bills dispensed by the bank machines into smaller notes that can be used at restaurants and vendors. It’s not unusual to see tourists going to the grocery store to buy a small item with a 5000 rupee note, just to get change. Frequently when paying the vendor will ask for exact change as they claim they don’t have change to give. Sometimes I have it but don’t want to use it all up, and more often I don’t have the change. Nevertheless it ends up with a staring contest of both of us waiting for the other to find the change. At the forest reserve the entrance fee was 930 rupees, but she said she didn’t have change when I paid with 1000! For the record I won the stand-off and we spent the whole day recharging our batteries in nature.

For the 3rd time I was a stand-in for BRod for their anniversary (10 years, 14 years, and now 20 years!). We celebrated with massages and drinks at an upstairs patio.

We relaxed by Kandy lake one afternoon but got caught sitting under a tree for almost an hour of jungle rain.

We took a couple of buses to get to Sigriya (SEE-gree-ya), our home base for the next 5 nights. Through Booking.com I rented us a room with private bathroom and fantastic daily breakfast for a grand total of $43USD (for all 5 nights!!). The best part (other than no squirrels in the ceiling) is the lovely family who own the property.

We explored the Dambulla Cave Temples, a temple complex that dates back to the first century BCE. The 5 caves are intricately decorated with carvings and painting. After exploring we sat on the steps and watched a troop of monkeys terrorizing tourists and stealing food from offering plates.

My first glimpse of the Sigriya ancient rock fortress gave me the feels. It is called ‘lion rock’ because it used to have a giant lion carving, but now only the feet remain. The palace at the top was constructed in 477AD. It was a sweaty stair climb to the top, but absolutely worth it!

We followed our gut instinct when picking a tuk tuk driver and were rewarded with Anu, who took us around to a few different viewpoints of Sigiriya.

Anu dropped us a Pidurangala in time to hike up for golden hour and sunset. This climb is beside Lion Rock and offers great views of the monument. There are 2 severe bottlenecks on the trail where hikers can only be headed in 1 direction and this resulted in many stoppages and some confusing times where nobody seemed to be hiking down, but we also weren’t moving forwards. There were a few tourists behind us who were trying to queue-jump, but in true Canadian style we politely stood beside each other, elbows up, holding the line.

When we reached the top we understood why so many people wanted to do this hike. The sunset views of Sigiriya and the countryside took my breath away.

Today we opted for a pool day at a hotel down the street and it has been just what we needed. A few more stops are left in this Rock-Awn adventure so I’m sure there will be another blog.

All Aboard

On our last day along the coast we walked over to Unawatuna, which is a beach with good beginner surfing waves. We had each taken 1 surf lesson previously and were keen to try it again. We walked onto the beach and in classic Rock-Awn style we chose the first surfer dude who approached us about lessons. We headed out to the break and got to it. Similarly to my first experience I was able to get up relatively easily and LOVED IT. As a typical non-water sport person, I can definitely say surfing is at the top of my list. At one point Rocky and I were both in the shallows and here’s how our interaction went:

  • Me (grinning ear to ear like an eager beaver), “This is so great!!!!!”
  • Rocky (person who loves being in water usually), “I fu$#&n hate this!!!!”

You know how they say that married couples start becoming like one another? Maybe after 7 Rock-Awns we are starting to morph into one another.

The next morning we were up bright and early to see about a bus to the town of Ella. We couldn’t find any solid info on a schedule but we had 3 anecdotal stories about a 6am bus. We were so jazzed when a bus came along, we identified that it was the one we were looking for, and we were able to do the mad rush on to get seats! We had to make 1 bus transfer and our aisle seat mate shepherded us to the next bus, which was adorned with a neon Lakshmi goddess. The excitement wore off after 7 hours of loud, hot, crowded, stuffy bus time, so when we scrambled off the bus we needed to regroup with a cold drink.

Ella is a town in the mountainous area of Sri Lanka so the climate is not so melty. We wandered around but were too chicken to cross under a bridge on the main highway with lots of traffic and no sidewalks.

We did a small hike to the 9 Arch Bridge. We were nervous to walk on the tracks and then realized that crazy people stay on the bridge even when the train is going by!

We also hiked up Little Adam’s peak for great views.

We visited the beautiful Mahamevnawa Monastery and had a great tour with a monk.

We finally braved walking under the tunnel without sidewalks en route to the Kinellan Tea Factory. Sri Lanka was historically known as Ceylon and one of its major exports is tea. The factory was sweltering inside, so hot that it has become a repeating choice in our ‘would you rather’ game (ie. Would you rather have to work in the tea factory every day or be a politician? Both of us answered the latter!). We tasted a few varieties and as Rocky made the joke that it was like Ted Lasso says, they all tasted like brown water.

Our accommodation in Ella was in the perfect location and had a beautiful garden area where we saw a mongoose, a grizzled giant squirrel, and numerous types of birds. Unfortunately on our first night we could hear something crawling around in our ceiling and we FREAKED OUT! Hilariously both of us assumed the ‘turtle position’ on the bed, as if that would protect us. We frantically knocked on the door of our host, who told us that it was just some really cute squirrels. Because they were reportedly ‘cute’ we calmed down, though each morning when we were woken up by them fighting/playing/mating/dancing on our thin particle board ceiling our ‘fight or flight’ kicked in.

This morning we boarded a scenic train to the city of Kandy. This was the #1 thing on both of our ‘must-do’ lists, and it did not disappoint. The 8 hour train didn’t feel like 8 hours, until the end when it definitely felt like 8 hours! It winds through tea plantations, forests, and villages, with views of temples and waterfalls.

It is an open air, open door train, which means that at every opportunity gringos are hanging out of the train for the perfect photo op… including us!

I don’t know how she did it, but Rocky booked us the cheapest 3rd class tickets and we somehow had the whole train car almost all to ourselves. Our train official was hard core about keeping the other people in their rightful carriages.

We were glad we ordered the ‘pile of rice’ lunch.

We had lots of fun in Kandy already, but I’ll save that for the next blog!

Rock-Awn 7.0 – Sweating in Sri Lanka

RockyB and I were excited to meet up for our 7th trip together and so far it has already been filled with adventures. We spent a couple of days in the capital city of Colombo, where we put in 30,000 steps per day exploring. Highlights included:

  • The Lotus tower
  • Buddhist temples, including one on the water and one with a massive Bodhi tree
  • The red and white mosque: our tour was led by the sweetest Muslim guy I could have imagined. We wished we could have done a recording of him singing a verse of the Quran. The mosque’s red and white colours and dome shapes are representative of a pomegranate, which is featured in many verses.
  • Figuring out the different transportation systems like tuk tuks and the bus!

For distance travel in Sri Lanka, trains are the way to go. We hopped a 2.5 hour train to the seaside city of Galle (pronounced Goal) and loved every second of it: tasting the foods being sold by hawkers, clapping along with a group of young people drumming and singing, and seeing the coastal views out of the open air windows and doors.

One of Galle’s main attractions is a walled fort town that has architecture from Dutch, Portuguese, and British colonial days. We walked around on an afternoon where the humidity was so high I felt like I could have taken a bite out of the air. In a Rock-Awn first we have been having to say ‘uncle’ and duck into air conditioned shops and cafes to cool down!

This morning we visited a sea turtle hatchery and recovery centre. They take in sea turtles that have been sick or injured, as well as protect eggs and babies. It was heartbreaking to see turtles that were sick from eating plastic, blind, had abscesses, or got caught in a boat motor. We had the chance to release some babies back to the ocean. I hope the little guys do ok out there.

After our time with the turtles we were walking along the beach and it was SO hot and SO beautiful that we did another Rock-Awn first… we stripped down to our undies and spent some time in the waves. The surf was rough and it was my first time getting sucked into the rip and pounded into the sand. When we got back to our hotel and into the shower I realized that I had about 3 cups of sand in my undies and another cup in my hair.

We’ve been tasting a lot of Sri Lankan foods and have had some hilarious ‘lost in translation’ moments along the way. I’m looking forward to more Rock-Awn moments!

South Side

Our final week of this holiday has been spent on the South Island of NZ. Queenstown has a Whistler/Banff resort-town kind of feel, with lots of adventure activities, jaw dropping scenery, and elevated prices! One day we got creative and compromised on our activity for the day: I got up early and hiked up to the Ben Lomond peak and while I was hiking down Rob took the gondola part way up the mountain to meet me for lunch.

The hike was difficult, mostly because of the huge elevation gain over a short time. The summit was totally worth the grind. I had clear views, not a breath of wind, and time to sit and enjoy the view.

Meanwhile Rob was having an adventure of his own on the gondola, including an epic green screen photoshoot. I don’t know what the white one is all about but I think there’s been a glitch.

We found a sports bar that was showing the 4 Nations Cup final. Even across the world the emotion of the game was palpable. The pub was filled to the brim with tense North Americans and we were happy to share celebratory high-fives with many Canadians. It felt very patriotic to read about friends in many other parts of the world who were also watching the big game. Unfortunately we had to leave after the 2nd period to catch a bus, so we were glued to the play-by-play as we rode through the postcard worthy scenery to Te Anau.

Te Anau is a village set in Fjordland National Park and is the start of 3 of New Zealand’s ‘Great Walks’. One day I’d love to return and do one or more of these hut-to-hut hikes. We had booked a day trip to the famous Milford Sound where we saw more waterfalls than we could count. Unfortunately the weather was quite misty which wasn’t great for photos, so you’ll just have to believe when we say how beautiful it was.

Lake Te Anau was a perfect setting to rent bikes and ride the lake loop.

We have one day left to relax before we start our long journey to Vancouver for a family visit. We have been reflecting on how lucky we have been to have such a fun adventure and miss this brutal Canadian winter. We can definitely see another visit to NZ in our future.

Bikes and Hikes

We left Cook’s Beach on a perfect weather day so took advantage by making some stops along our road trip. First one was at a macadamia orchard with great views of the bay.

At our lunch stop we had a little debate. Rob thought that the table beside the car would be adequate:

I was stating the case for lunch with a view, which also included a 6 minute hike straight up a series of staircases. I’m taking a poll: which spot would you pick?

Once we had gone up it seemed crazy not to hike up another 7 minutes for the best views! This is what poor RobO has to deal with.

Our stay for the next few nights was on a horse farm just outside of Te Aroha. We really enjoyed getting to know our new horsey friends.

NZ has a series of Great Rides, which are multi-day cycling journeys. We rented bikes and did 1 day of the Hauraki trail which took us through farmland, a 1.1km tunnel, bridges, and rainforest.

We locked the bikes and explored the Karangahake Gorge which included the Windows Hike, a freaky hike through old, dark gold mining tunnels where the only light was from ‘windows’ to the gorge.

We loved our lunch stop at a waterfall.

The next day RobO did some work on his upcoming musical (shameless plug for 9 to 5, showing in Medicine Hat late April), while I decided to hike up the Te Aroha mountain. The trail map listed it as ‘difficult’ but I was quite cavalier about how hard it could be. I had some quivering legs by the time I met Rob at a coffee shop!

Te Aroha has horse races 7 times per year and one happened to be during our stay. Our hosts told us that the races started at noon so we were there at quarter to, only to realize that the first one was at 2:01. No biggie – we watched the set up of all of the components and settled into our front row seats.

We watched a couple of races and we didn’t officially bet, but I won a 12 minute massage from RobO – 4 minutes per race that my chosen horse edged out his. But then we saw a horse get injured and have to be hauled into a horse ambulance, which put a damper on our excitement. So that was enough time at the races for us.

We drove further south to a pretty lakeside town called Taupo. One of the things that has been on the bucket list for a long time is to hike the Tongariro Alpine Crossing, which is a world heritage site and is heralded as New Zealand’s best day hike. It is a point to point hike so we were up early to drive to the end, park our car, and ride the shuttle to the start. I loved that the hike goes through 4 different types of landscape over it’s 20km route.

The first section felt like we were walking on another planet and included great views of Mount Tongariro, which any Lord of the Rings geeks out there would recognize as Mordor’s Mt. Doom.

As we hiked up and over the red crater we had our first glimpses of the jewel coloured alpine lakes.

On the way to our lunch spot at the blue lake the views looking back took our breath away.

The next section showed classic views over expansive fields and lakes with the odd steaming hot spring.

Finally we reached the only shaded area, the final 4km descent through the rainforest. By that point it was a bit of a slog, so there’s only 1 picture to prove how pretty it actually was. This hike definitely exceeded my expectations and Rob rated it as one of his top 3 favourite hikes!

After long showers, we refueled at BurgerFuel, an NZ gourmet burger chain. They give out a ‘doofer’ which is a little cardboard burger holder that contains all of your fixings while you chow down. We were skeptical at the start but RobO fully endorses it’s usefulness. I was too tired to notice that it was upside down!

We have a few more days of adventure on the north island. Can’t wait!

Connections

The last leg of our Oz travels took us to Brisbane and the Queensland area. We weren’t drawn here for any particular tourist sights, but more to see some old friends. We were so lucky to be able to stay with our friend Chris and his family. We met Chris 18 years ago when we were all babies volunteering in Guyana. We didn’t consciously plan for this stop to be at our midway point in our travels, but in hindsight it was a real refresher to be in a family home with a routine, full kitchen, and WASHING MACHINE!

We took their local recommendations for some sightseeing in Brisbane, which has an incredible transit system that includes a Sea Cat with stops all along the impressively developed river area.

One morning Chris took us on an urban mountain walk up to a cafe. We loved hearing the calls and laughing of the kookaburras.

One of the only things on my ‘must do’ list was to go for a run with Chris, and we completed this in spades! I ran my first ParkRun 5km, then the next day did a 15.9km trail race. It was great to connect with the local running community.

We had a day with our friend Trina who moved here with her family 11 years ago. She took us to sites along the Gold Coast, including Surfer’s Paradise and the hinterland area of Tamborine Mountain. Thanks Trina for a fabulous day!

It seems everyone wants to hear about snakes and spiders in Australia, and we can report that we saw 2 different snakes and quite a few huge spiders in our travels here, none of which cared to interact with us.

I’ll leave you with a few pictures of the sights of Brisbane, and a family pic from last night when Chris and Sophiaan planned a birthday celebration for RobO. We hope that one day we can reciprocate the warm hospitality.

We are at the airport, ready for an adventure to a new country… New Zealand!

Break Point and Point Break

We’ve had just over a week in Melbourne (pronounced ‘Malbun’ here) and have loved every second of it. We stayed just south of the city centre in an hip area called St Kilda. It was great to jog along the beach some mornings and spend an evening enjoying the sunset views from the pier.

Our main reason for coming here at this time was to go to the Australian Open tennis grand slam.

For 4 days we were ‘eat, sleep, tennis, repeat’. For the sake of our aging memories I’ll list the matches that we attended:

  • Monday:
    • Tiafoe def. Rinderknech 7-6, 6-3, 4-6, 6-7, 6-3
    • Bencic def. Ostapenko 6-3, 7-6
    • Kostyuk def. Hibino 3-6, 6-3, 6-1
    • Passaro def. Dimitrov 7-5, 2-1 Ret.
  • Tuesday:
    • Raducanu def. Alexandrova 7-6, 7-6
    • Monfils def. Mpetshi Perricard 7-6, 6-3, 6-7, 6-7, 6-4
    • Shapovalov def. Bautista Agut 3-6, 6-4, 6-4, 7-6
  • Wednesday:
    • Machac def. Opelka 3-6, 7-6, 6-7, 7-6, 6-4
    • Alcaraz def. Nishioka 6-0, 6-1, 6-4
    • Fernandez def. Bucsa 3-6, 6-4, 6-4
  • Saturday:
    • Swiatek def. Raducanu 6-1, 6-0
    • de Minaur def. Cerundolo 5-7, 7-6, 6-3, 6-3
    • Svitolina def. Paolini 2-6, 6-4, 6-0 (watched on the screen in the grounds)

Some highlights/stories from our time at the AO:

  • We sat right beside the coaching boxes for most of the matches during the first 2 days. It was really interesting to see the interactions between the players and their teams. During the Monfils match we were surrounded by Monfils fans but sitting beside the other guy’s box. At one point his agent had tried to tell a fan to stop cheering so loud which, no surprise, just fuelled the loud fan’s fire.
  • We were sooo hot in the direct sun during that 5 hour match but couldn’t bear to miss any of it. Eventually we snagged 1 seat in the shade and traded spots every few games to get some relief.
  • We sat behind some Raducanu superfans who wore shirts spelling out the letters of her name. Seeing their rollercoaster of emotions during the close match was very entertaining.

In between the tennis action we took a day tour to the Great Ocean Road. The morning started out overcast but burned off for beautiful blue skies.

We were lucky to see koalas and kangaroos in the wild.

In the afternoon the road hugged the coastline which was featured in the movie Point Break.

One afternoon we followed a walking tour of the downtown core and saw all of their historic arcade shopping areas. It is true that the coffee culture in Melbourne is on point. We finished the afternoon (of course) watching more tennis at a downtown big screen.

Today we met a friend of our friend Messele from home. Tebeje and Messele organize a grassroots charity that funds Ethiopian children to go to school. We love hearing about their work and love that 100% of the money goes to the cause. If you are looking for a spot to give a meaningful donation we can connect you. Tebeje showed us around an Ethiopian Epiphany festival and treated us to lunch and coffee. It was so nice to meet him and hear more about the city from a local.

Now we’re having a couple of relaxed days in a flat with a pool before we head south to Tasmania. No doubt we’ll continue to be looking at tennis updates along the way. After this immersion we are sure ready for our Med Hat tennis season to start up!

Oaxaca On 3 Levels

Low: The Day We Died

Right after our last blog post we were hit with a bout of food poisoning. RobO thinks that it was some nacho dips during our photo shoot.

I thought it was from the huge vats of Hugo de Jamaica that we drank at the market that morning.

We’ll never know the truth, but we definitely know that the offender OWNED us. For 36 hours we layed with our bodies curled in the shape of a question mark, sometimes on the bed and sometimes … ugh … on the bathroom floor. I am grateful that we always have a well stocked travel health kit and that we came through the other side relatively unscathed.

Medium: El Dia de Los Muertos

Recovered and ready to go, we went to a cafe to meet up with our group tour. We knew that we would have felt uncomfortable just showing up at a cemetery during this cultural celebration, so we opted for a tour to learn more about the Day of the Dead and go to the cemetery with an actual Mexican person.

We learned about the pre-Hispanic origins of the celebration while trying some classic Oaxacan food and drink. We placed photos of our deceased loved ones on the ‘ofrenda’ so that they could come back to visit us.

Before we left for the cemetery we were smudged with smoke to ensure that no lost spirits would cling to us when we left. Then we headed the few blocks to check out the party.

We had learned that this festival is a happy time where people share memories of those whom they’ve lost. My favourite part, by far, was when RobO and I sat and did just that: told our favourite stories about our people.

So why was it only a medium? We know that we typically don’t love group tours, and this was no exception. All in all I’m glad that we did it because we felt it important to learn about it, but I would recommend a very small group or more personalized option.

High: Hierve el Agua

Our buds RockyB and BRod had been to Oaxaca a couple of years ago and highly recommend a trip to these petrified waterfalls, which are one of only 2 in the world (the other in Turkey). We problem solved the local transportation of bus, then collectivo and arrived before noon this morning. It was definitely a highlight of this trip.

We had a dip in the refreshing pools before making our way back to town to prepare for our long journey home. I was hoping that this trip would reinvigorate my Spanish speaking and it definitely achieved that. Hasta la proxima!

Mountain Glory

On a cold morning in January I was sitting with my phone, a stopwatch, and a calendar, ready to call in at the exact moment that reservations opened for the huts at Mount Assiniboine. My practice with timing paid off and I was rewarded with a reservation code for 2 nights at the Naiset huts.

I rallied a group of tennis friends and Thursday night we were driving to Canmore in anticipation of this adventure. 2 of the girls were backcountry first timers, so there was a lot of gear sharing and pack packing advice.

Friday morning we drove to the Mount Shark helipad south of Canmore. Pro tip: if you ever plan to do this get there early so that you aren’t rushed and can park your vehicle at the trailhead instead of 1.4kms away at the helipad. Your future hiking self will thank you!

We were on the 6th flight for the 6 minute chopper ride up to Assiniboine. I was in awe of the scenic helicopter views and our first glimpse of Assiniboine, which is the highest peak in the southern range of the Canadian Rockies.

We dropped our gear at our home for the next 2 nights and set out on our first hike: Niblet, Nublet, Nub peak, Cerulean Lake, Sunburst Lake Loop. We had 10.9kms of fields of wildflowers, turquoise lakes, and monster mountain views.

Day 2 morning a couple of us walked the 10 minutes to Lake Magog for sunrise. It did not disappoint.

After our hut breakfast we set off for the 14.5km Windy Ridge and Windy peak. We were diverted by a grizzly on the trail and watched it from a distance as it moved through the meadow. Yikes. The hike afforded us views of the scale of Mount Assiniboine beside the others in the range.

We were up and at’em early on a frosty morning on day 3 for our 27km hike out. This was our only day with full packs (though we had eaten most of our food) so our shoulders and hip bones were feeling it. We had an early encounter with a large black bear on the trail that put us on edge.

The sunshine views along Marvel Lake kept us motivated. Though I was anticipating the last 10km to be a slog we all felt pretty good at the end, albeit glad to be done.

As a spiritual but not religious person, I can truly say that I felt so close to ‘heaven’ up there that I was feeling very moved. I am so grateful that my body allows me to do these adventures and that I’ve found great friends who are keen to come along.

You’ve probably been wondering what RobO was up to when I was adventuring all weekend. Here’s a text I received when we got back to civilization: