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:




































































