The Red Lobster Journal for 1997

The AGM, Manning with Eric, Nuk Tessli Lake, Jonas Pass and Beyond, Lost in the Kannanaskis





The Annual General Meeting
Manning Park with Eric
Keith Akenhead, Ryan Shellborn, and I skied up to Diamond Head for our AGM. We had a good time but missed our comrades.


I tried to get Eric out in the hills as much as possible when he was young to introduce him to the pleasures I had experienced. In this picture we had skied a short way up Fat Dog Creek.




Nuk Tessli Lake - A Visit with a Wilderness Dweller
Chilcotin Region of B.C. (52.03 n 125.57 w)


Chris Czajkowski takes in her Queendom

Easter break saw us drive through the Chilcotin to Nimpo Lake where we flew into Nuk Tessli Lake. We wanted to meet Chris Czajkowski, author of "Diary of a Wilderness Dweller", relax in one of her cabins, and do some skiing. We stayed there for most of the week and thoroughly enjoyed her hospitality, cooking, and the solitude.

We drove from home in Maple Ridge upt to Alexis Creek where we spent the night at the hotel there. It was a Saturday night and the singing in the pub didn't quit until the wee hours of the morning. We drove on the next morning to Nimpo Lake where we flew with Floyd Vaugn of Avnorth.

Chris Cooper, Paul vanPeenen, Alan Lizee, and I flew in from the ice runway on Nimpo Lake in two trips. On the way in, Chris said he could see the mountains of the Waddington range in the distance. We flew over Avalanche mountain on the way in and could plainly see the effects of the wind on the snow.

I remember seeing a solar panel out in the snow. I learned later it was what Chris used to power her Mac Plus so she could word process her books.

It was wonderful coming back to a cabin after a day outside and having a wood burning stove for warmth and cooking.

We were blessed with wonderful views




Sometimes the weather was less than ideal.

Evidently "Nuk Tessli" translates into "west wind". The area soon lived up to its name with snow thrown in for good measure. It never became that cold. It was usually only about minus one or two. One morning it even rained for a short while.


Sometimes Chris Czajkowski came out and joined us on a day trip.

The day before we were fly out we had some better weather so Paul, Chris, and I skied up to a bluff just west of the cabin where there was a good view. Alan and Chris Cooper skied almost to the summit of Avalanche Peak amidst blizzard condidtions up high. Later that day, Chris made supper for us. It was a great curry dish followed by spotted dick (without the spots) - an English dessert. :-)
Leisure

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?—
No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

W. H. Davies

The weather had warmed up by the time we were to fly out and the pilot found that taking off was a real problem. Water had seeped up through cracks in the lake and created suction on the skiis on take off. It took a couple of times going back and forth on the lake packing down the snow before we finally were able to get airborne. It wasn't the best place for skiing as it was below tree line by quite a bit, but a wonerful place to relax and Chris Czajkowski was a great hostess.

NimpoLake
Paul vanPeenen, Chris Cooper, Keith Rajala, Alan Lizee

It was a very interesting time. The Chilcotin is expansive and impressive. It's a looooong way from William's Lake to Nimpo Lake. The country is beautiful and the road was paved to Tatla. It wasn't a great ski area but it was worthwhile visiting Chris and her cabin, having a relaxing break, and getting some needed exercise. And of course I love flying, even if it sometimes scares me a bit . :-)





Jonas Pass and Beyond - Canadian Rockies
Ken organized a hiking trip in the Rockies and Bob Cuthbert and I filled out the party. The goal was to do a trail from the Icefields to Jasper. It didn't quite turn out that way.

The trail starts near Parker Ridge, just south of the Icefields Center (52.2n 117.1w) and winds its way north first over Nigel Pass, and Jonas Pass being the major one. (52.37n 117.2w) From the trail head, it is just over seven km to Nigel Pass. You first start out in light timber, passing Camp Parker, but quickly getting into alpine vegetation. We stopped for a break on Nigel Pass.

We continued on past Boulder Camp, through small timber until we broke out into a small meadow at Four Point Camp. We set up our tent and tarp. On the descent from Nigel Pass my left knee had bothered me until we had got to our camp. I was very concerned about it, but all I could do was see how it was going to be the next day. It is from this camp that a person can continue east towards Brazeau Lake, and then go north to Jonas Cutoff Camp and then Jonas Shoulder, making a circuit by continuing back through Four Point Camp and Nigel Pass.

The next day started out with a steep climb towards Jonas Pass ten km away. My knee wasn't doing too badly going up hill, but it was definitely not comfortable. The old ski pole I had brought with me was turning out to be a very good idea.

The trail was pretty as it slowly ascended up towards the pass. We crossed numerous creeks and small meadows.

Jonas Pass could be easily missed as it was just a gentle levelling off of the valley before it began its gradual descent to the north.


Bob and Ken at Jonas Pass



We took a break before the big climb up to Jonas Shoulder.

The climb up to Jonas Shoulder started out steeply and then tapered off to a gradual climb. It seemed to go on for a long way.

JonasPass
At Jonas Shoulder

At the top of the shoulder my left knee was sore. I was not looking forward to the descent to the east. We had come about sixteen km from our previous campsite, had gained about 1800 ft., and a descent of about 1100 ft over the next three km.

Going down was a real trial. My knee was very painful so descending was a long, slow process, but at least I had got over Jonas Shoulder as I had wanted to.

The next morning was glorious but emotionally gloomy because it was clear to me that I was not going to be able to continue on the rest of the hike with my sore knee. We planned to go to Poboktan Camp and turn west out to the highway instead of heading for Maligne Pass.

At Poboktan Camp I had a good wash in the creek, a good meal, and a quiet read which helped to raise my spirits somewhat. I hung my near new pack up in the tree as there was no bucket to use for food only to have a squirrel chew a hole through the top flap that night.

We hiked out to the highway the next morning with Ken hiking out quickly first to hitch-hike to get the car. Bob and I didn't have to wait too long before he returned.

We spent a rest day in Jasper and the following day I drove Bob and Ken up to Maligne Lake so they could do the Skyline section of the hike. They had a bit of drizzle at first, but it turned out better later on. By doing this, they missed out the middle Maligne Pass part of the hike. (We came back ten years later in 2007 and did it.)

I stayed for two nights at the Mt. Edith Cavell hostel and enjoyed some of the sights of the greater Jasper area while Bob and Ken did their hike. I picked them up on the morning of the third day and we drove home. It was beautiful country and worth visiting again, in spite of the pre-registration and costs.

I subsequently went to a sports medicine doctor and got a good knee brace to keep my knee aligned and it has certainly helped. :-)

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Lost in the Kananaskis - south west Alberta


This picture was taken at the Canmore Nordic Center

We set out in a gas guzzling van from Maple Ridge in August of 1997 and went searching for Ken and mountain bike trails. We were Chris Cooper, Keith Akenhead, Chuck McCafferty, and myself. Golden saw us having supper and phoning Anna for directions. I must have gotten things mixed up, because instead of turning right at the entrance to Peter Lougheed Park (map), we drove right through it and nearly ran out of gas!

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A ride up "Prairie View" in the drizzle. (51.045n 115.07w)

A ride to Elbow Lake (50.64n 115.01w)

In the wee hours of the night and over 1000 km later, we finally found Ken. During the ensuing days Chuck and Ken risked hypothermia while the rest basked in a restaurant, my rear hub got loose on the way into Mt.Assiniboine (Naiset Cabins), and we got used to camperized van life at night.







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