A Canadian Rockies Waterfall Tour on the Long Drive North, Alberta & British Columbia, Canada (7-25-23 & 7-26-23)

Part 2 of Day 3 & Day 4 of Lupe’s 2nd Summer of 2023 Dingo Vacation to Canada & Alaska!

7-25-23, 4:35 PM, 52ºF, Wilcox campground, Jasper National Park – After closing the side door behind Lupe’s perch, SPHP walked around the RAV4 and hopped into the driver’s seat.

Get all the water we need, SPHP?

Yup.  We’re ready to roll, Looper!

Wilcox Pass was awesome, SPHP!  What’s next?

Mainly the long drive N, Loop.  Need to keep making tracks, if we want to spend as much time as possible in the Yukon & Alaska.  You can look at the scenery or snooze on your pink blanket while I drive.

Not that late.  It’ll still be light out for a long time, SPHP.  Aren’t we going to stop at some of the big Canadian Rockies waterfalls along the way like we usually do?  Doesn’t take very long.  Most of them are practically right along the highway.

Fully intend to, Loopster.  No sense in missing out on your traditional Canadian Rockies waterfall tour.  In fact, we probably won’t go too much farther today.  We’ll concentrate on making tracks tomorrow once we get past Rearguard Falls.

Sounds good, SPHP, but I’ve got a request.  After seeing Tangle Ridge again from up at Wilcox Pass, it reminded me of Tangle Falls.  We usually don’t stop there.  Can we this time?  It isn’t much farther, is it?

Sure!  We can stop at Tangle Falls.  Think it’s only something like 9 km NW of the Icefields Centre.  We’ll be there before you know it, Looper.

7-25-23, 4:48 PM, Icefields Parkway No. 93, Tangle Falls pullout

Careful, Loop!  There’s a ton of traffic.  I better leash you up.

Tangle Falls was already partly in sight right across the highway, but to get a really decent look at it, Lupe would have to cross the road.  Easily done with a little patience, although room was limited along the steep shoulder on the other side.

Tangle Falls, Jasper National Park. Photo looks NE.

Sorry, Loop.  Not enough room here to get you in the picture.  Want to hike up to the base of the lower falls, like we’ve done before?  Can easily get you in there.

Do you even have to ask, SPHP?  Of course!

At the base of Tangle Falls. Photo looks ESE.
The lower falls and crystal clear pool below it. Photo looks SE.

Lupe scrambled around on the rocks at the base of the lower falls amid a fine spray of cool water.  Unfortunately, since Tangle Falls is actually a series of waterfalls instead of a single dramatic plunge, the middle and upper falls weren’t in view from the base of the lowest one.

However, while the American Dingo watched, something happened that she’d never seen before here.

Did you see that, SPHP?  They found a way up!

Sure enough, L (NW) of the lower falls, 2 young people and a black lab had scrambled up to the next level, and were now out of sight.

Let’s try that, too!  C’mon, SPHP!

Caution was required along a near vertical rock wall, but the trickiest part wasn’t all that tall.  A route up with only momentary exposure did exist, and that was all there was to it.  Entirely worth it, too!

The upper Tangle Falls were undisputedly the best.

Upper Tangle Falls. Photo looks E.
The full effect. Photo looks NE.

Clearly this was it as far as being able to go any higher, but just getting to the base of the upper falls was awesome.  Lupe hung around for a little while, enjoying the magnificence of the multiple cascading showers.

So much for making tracks today, though!  Upon returning to the RAV4 at the Tangle Falls pullout, 2 young women approached SPHP asking what direction Lupe was going?  When SPHP said N, that was the wrong way.  They’d done the entire Wilcox Pass trail clear down to Tangle Falls, and needed a ride back to the trailhead at the Wilcox campground.

No worries!  It wasn’t that far back.  SPHP made room for them.  Soon enough, the young ladies were giving Lupe a farewell pat.

Deja vu all over again!  Once again, the Carolina Dog headed N.  This time the RAV4 went right on by Tangle Falls.

7:25-23, 6:20 PM – Even though skies were rather darkly overcast, SPHP had to wait for a parking spot to open up at Sunwapta Falls.  Throngs of people were on the bridge with the best overall views, and many more were right down by the fence near the lip of the mighty roaring torrent.  Lupe had to wait her turn to get to see anything at either place.

Sunwapta Falls from the pawbridge over the gorge. Photo looks ENE.
By the fence near the brink.
The upstream view.

Sunwapta Falls is mighty impressive, SPHP, but I seem to recall a lower falls that isn’t nearly this crowded that we went to once.

That’s right, Loopster.  We went and saw the lower falls during your first ever Dingo Vacation to the Canadian Rockies.  Only about an hour round trip.  Shall we?  It’s quite a waterfall, too, if I remember right.

The American Dingo did want to see lower Sunwapta Falls again, but didn’t get very far before it started to rain.  When persevering another 15 minutes didn’t help, SPHP was done.

Setting off on the trail to lower Sunwapta Falls before the rain set in.

Sorry, Loop.  Just raining harder.  No telling how long it’ll last.  We might as well call it before you’re completely soaked.

7-25-23, 7:50 PM, Athabasca River – Naturally, the rain ended when Lupe got back to the RAV4.  Shucks!  Getting to be about dinner time, anyway.  Instead of another foray along the trail to lower Sunwapta Falls, SPHP had driven N to Lupe’s favorite picnic ground along the Athabasca River.

How does chicken and dumplings sound, Looper?

I’m famished, SPHP.  Heat ’em up!

Eagerly awaiting chicken and dumplings by the Athabasca River. Photo looks WSW.

After dinner, Lupe looked for squirrels in the forest.  Didn’t find any, but even merely searching was fun.  SPHP threw a squeaker ball for her to chase until it rolled into a mud puddle.  During occasional rain showers, SPHP worked on the trip journal in the RAV4 while Lupe snoozed or stared out the window.

In late July, even in southern Canada, it stayed light a long time.

Evening along the Athabasca River. Photo looks WNW.

7-26-23, 8:45 AM, 53ºF, Athabasca River – A dangerously daring squirrel had kept Lupe entertained for a couple of hours, and a last romp up and down the river bank was now about over.

A cloudy morning along the Athabasca River. Photo looks S.
Back at the picnic ground. Photo looks NW.

Ready for some more Canadian Rockies waterfalls, Loopster?  Say yes!

Oh, you know I love this place, SPHP, but I suppose we need to hit the road.

Yes, but not for long, Loop.  Our next stop is only 6 or 7 miles N.

7-26-23, 9:00 AM – The parking lot was filling up fast when Lupe arrived at Athabasca Falls.  Swarms of tourists were already milling around at the various viewpoints – another wait your turn situation.

Combining the power of the Sunwapta and Athabasca Rivers, which merge only 2 or 3 miles downstream of Sunwapta Falls, Athabasca Falls was an even mightier torrent.

Athabasca River above the falls (far R). Mount Kerkeslin (L of Center). Photo looks SE.
Near the brink. Photo looks NE.
Mighty Athabasca Falls. Photo looks NE.
A closer look.

Over countless eons, Athabasca Falls carved narrow chutes into the solid rock below the falls.  A path down one abandoned chute led to views of both the gorge currently channeling the flow, and the region below it where the Athabasca River spreads out again.

Athabasca Falls plunges into a narrow gorge. Photo looks ESE.
The current course from above. Photo looks WNW.
Heading down an abandoned chute.
A glimpse of the gorge currently in use. Photo looks SE.
The Athabasca River where it spreads out again below the falls. Photo looks NNW.

Athabasca Falls was it for Jasper National Park.  Lupe would see two more big waterfalls in the Canadian Rockies today, but they were both on the Fraser River in British Columbia, and a bit of a drive now.  After fueling up the RAV4 in Jasper, the American Dingo was free to snooze on her pink blanket while SPHP drove WNW through occasional drizzle on Yellowhead Hwy No. 16.

7-26-23, 10:20 AM, 54ºF – The mountains may have been hidden in the clouds, but that wasn’t going to prevent Lupe from enjoying the beauty of Overlander Falls in Mount Robson Provincial Park.  Only 10 minutes on a well-worn path through the forest with a few switchbacks near the end got the Carolina Dog down to a giant, swirling, blue-green pool just below the falls.

Setting out on the Overlander Falls trail.
Overlander Falls in Mount Robson Provincial Park, British Columbia.

Overlander Falls wasn’t very tall, but the Fraser River was already an impressively powerful stream at this point.

Beautiful Overlander Falls.

7-26-23, 10:59 AM, 57ºFRearguard Falls Provincial Park wasn’t much farther.  Rearguard Falls wasn’t even as tall as Overlander Falls, almost just a big rapids, but was definitely worth the short hike on another easy path leading down to it.  The trail ended at a series of boardwalk steps and platforms with railings.  There had been a few people at Overlander Falls, but Lupe had Rearguard Falls all to herself this morning.

Signage up by the highway at the start of the Rearguard Falls trail.
Rearguard Falls from the upper view deck.
An unobstructed view.
Heading down to the lower decks.
On the lower deck right next to the falls.
Rearguard Falls.
An even closer view.

Once Rearguard Falls was in the rearview mirror, this really did become a travel day.  Stops were few and far between.  The American Dingo got to spend a little time at the Phil and Jennie Gaglardi Park in McBride, and also at a favorite rest area currently undergoing renovation along the Goat River, but that was about it until mid-afternoon.

At the Phil & Jennie Gaglardi Park next to the Fraser River in McBride.
By the Goat River.
Beneath the Yellowhead Hwy No. 16 bridge over the Goat River.

Shortly after passing the Ancient Forest, SPHP stopped for a hitchhiker who was trudging along carrying a heavy guitar case.  Lupe met Asheim, who had finished a 3 month stint planting trees for a logging company.  Asheim had been walking for 5 hours, and was deeply grateful for a lift to Prince George.

7-26-23, 4:29 PM, 72ºF – Turned out that Asheim’s ultimate destination was his native, spectacularly mountainous, land of Kashmir, a bit out of the way for the Carolina Dog and SPHP to completely accommodate.  After dropping Asheim off in Prince George, SPHP fueled up the RAV4, then invested in fried chicken and OJ at Save on Foods.

Lupe wasn’t keen on the OJ, but quite happy to munch away on some fried chicken as she hit the road again.

The darkly overcast sky had finally brightened on the way into Prince George, and conditions kept improving during the long drive WNW on Yellowhead Hwy No. 16.  Brief stops to sniff the air and stretch at the Culculz Lake and Dry Williams Lake rest areas were it for breaks.

7-26-23, 8:44 PM – Crossing the bridge over the Bulkley River, the sun was already near the horizon.  A R turn after the bridge, and SPHP parked the RAV4.

Sweet!  Would have been better if we’d made it here a little sooner, but at least we’ve got 10 minutes before sunset.  C’mon Loopster!

Where are we, SPHP?

Steelhead Park in Houston.  Time to stop and sniff the roses, or whatever they planted this year!

Arriving at Steelhead Park shortly before sunset.

Steelhead Park has been a favorite ever since Lupe’s first visit in 2016.  Back then the park had been at the height of its glory.  The flowers on display were no longer quite as spectacular, and Lupe was disappointed to see that the fountain still hadn’t been repaired yet.  Even so, Steelhead Park was still very beautiful, and this evening’s stroll through it was a perfect way to end the day.

By the sadly still defunct Steelhead Park fountain.
Steelhead Park still boasts some gorgeous flowers, though!
Pansies.
Lilies.
Starbursts.

All too soon, the sun was down and light was fading.

Still a long way to the Yukon Territory and Alaska, but that was OK.  The American Dingo had gotten far enough to be within striking distance of her next great adventure.

At Steelhead Park, Houston, British Columbia, Canada (7-26-23)

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Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 318 – Slate Creek (10-8-23)

1:20 PM, 68ºF, USFS Road No. 530 near the Slate Creek Dam – No wind and a bright, blue sky greeted Lupe, Cousin Dixie, Uncle Joe, and SPHP.  Such a beautiful, early fall day!  Last day in the Black Hills, too, for Joe and Dixie before they’d be heading home to Colorado tomorrow, so the plan was to make the best of it.  SPHP had proposed a super easy stroll down the Slate Creek valley however far they wanted to go.

Parked near the Slate Creek Dam along USFS Road No. 530. Photo looks ENE.

Naturally, first and second orders of business were to have a look at the shallow, weedy pond backed up by the dam, and admire the impressive wall of rock just across the road from its N end.  Peering into the green water, Uncle Joe was immediately impressed by the size of 2 enormous rainbow trout lurking in the region above the spillway.

The weedy pond backed up by the Slate Creek dam. Photo looks S.
The big wall of rock N of the pond. Photo looks NNE.
A well-protected hornet’s nest, which also had a rock roof over it, too!

Before setting off along Slate Creek, Lupe and Dixie visited the waterfall below both the dam and the bridge where the creek left the pond.  After a refreshing drink, the downstream trek began.

Slate Creek just below the dam. Photo looks SE.

Spur USFS Road No. 530.1C also went downstream, paralleling the creek.  Numerous ATV’s roaring up and down it were raising dust and making a lot of noise.  Happily, after following Slate Creek for only 0.25 mile, the road crossed it at a ford, then quickly dead-ended.

Cousin Dixie, who wasn’t quite 6 months old yet, encountered her first plank bridge at this ford.  Uncle Joe demonstrated its use, and being a clever Aussie Shepherd, Dixie caught on right away.  Lupe was the only one who forded the stream, cooling her paws off in the clear water.

ATV’s along USFS Road No. 530.1C. Photo looks NNW.
Loopster fording Slate Creek. Joe and Dixie already across. Photo looks E.

Several big boulders and a fence with a narrow gate prevented anyone with wheels from getting too rambunctious and continuing past the No. 530.1C turnaround spot where the road ended.  According to a nearby sign, that hadn’t always been the case.  At one time, the road had kept going, crossing Slate Creek 25 times in the next 3.5 miles.

Lupe on the “Boulder of Guaranteed Tranquility” beyond which wheeled vehicles couldn’t go. Photo looks NE.
Sign at the start of the single track trail.

Cousin Dixie liked the looks of the quiet valley ahead.  Soon she was way out in front of everyone else.  However, she did pause to make sure the rest of the gang was coming.

Dixie surveying the scene ahead from another Boulder of Tranquility. Photo looks E.
Dixie leading the way. Photo looks SE.

An old guy with 2 dogs was coming this way.  Joe leashed Dixie up, but the American Dingo wasn’t about to have her freedom wrecked, instead looming over the other dogs as they passed the boulder she was on.

Dixie temporarily corralled. Lupe: “Live free or … well, just live free!” Photo looks SE.

As the single track trail wound down the almost pancake flat Slate Creek valley, signs began appearing proclaiming the existence of at least one new mining claim in the area.  As a geologist, Joe was interested in some of the recent exploratory digs.  SPHP took a somewhat dimmer view of people staking new claims and digging up the Black Hills National Forest as if it was still the late 1870’s, but they were within their rights.  At least none of the digs were very big.

By a recent, exploratory dig. Wonder what they found, if anything?

Continuing down the valley, yellow aspens added flashes of color among the darker pines.  There were plenty more plank bridges to be crossed.  Cousin Dixie was rapidly getting to be an expert at it!

At another bridge over Slate Creek.
Cousin Dixie showing off her newly acquired bridge crossing technique.
Along a shady stretch.
A bright yellow aspen.
Dixie and Joe leading the way.

A mile or more beyond the Boulder of Guaranteed Tranquility, the Slate Creek trail reached an intersection with Deerfield Trail No. 40 in a big meadow.  Continuing downstream, now on the Deerfield Trail, Joe soon decided another 0.5 mile was about far enough.  An old, fallen tree trunk provided spots for Joe and SPHP to sit, while Lupe and Dixie relaxed or sniffed about in the tall grass.

Joe and Lupe at the break spot/turnaround point.

Beyond being quiet, pleasant, and partially shaded, there was nothing at all remarkable about this particular spot, but it was a nice place to take a break before heading back.  Joe had brought a variety of energy/snack bars to choose from, and SPHP shared a couple of apples.  While Dixie eagerly sampled Lupe’s Taste of the Wild, the Carolina Dog preferred a chocolate coconut bar.

Nearly the entire way here, Dixie had kept on with her rather annoying youthful habit of trying to herd Lupe, which the American Dingo had done her best to ignore, despite her frequent warning growls providing absolutely no relief.

On the way back, though, a gleam in Dixie’s eye hinted at a new game dawning in the Aussie Shepherd’s mind.  With Joe calling her from the opposite bank, Dixie suddenly realized that it might be fun to forget both herding and the bridge business, and dash right on through Slate Creek.

Dixie suddenly realizing that she doesn’t have to do either herding or the bridge thing.
Charging into Slate Creek!

This new sport of making a huge splash in Slate Creek, then spraying Joe with water as she shook herself off was so much fun, that Dixie repeated it several times.  However, that didn’t mean Dixie had completely given up on bridges.

Lupe sets up a blockade. Not letting you by until you promise to quit harassing me, Dixie!

Lupe’s bridge blockage was completely unsuccessful as far as getting Dixie to quit herding her, but everyone else managed to enjoy the rest of the return unmolested.  Even Lupe got a few breaks now and then when Dixie’s attention wandered.

Heading back up the Slate Creek valley. Photo looks SSW.
Along Slate Creek. Photo looks SW.
A pleasant afternoon. Photo looks SW.

3:32 PM – Despite a leisurely pace, the return hardly seemed to take any time at all on this beautiful Black Hills afternoon.  Before long, everyone was back at the pond above the Slate Creek dam, peering into the green water.  At least for the moment, the ATV’ers were gone and tranquility reigned here, too.

Back at the pond above the Slate Creek dam. Photo looks S.
Another angle. Photo looks NE.

Lupe and SPHP had a lot of fun with Uncle Joe, Aunt Andrea, and Cousin Dixie the last few days.  Sadly, bright and early tomorrow morning they would all be on their way back to Colorado.  However, unsuspected at the time, Cousin Dixie would be back for more Black Hills adventures with Lupe much sooner than anyone expected.

Lupe and Dixie by the pond above the Slate Creek Dam, Black Hills of South Dakota, 10-8-23

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