Mount Whitehorn

 Posted by on March 15, 2006  Banff National Park  1 Response »
Mar 152006
Mount Whitehorn

Mount Whitehorn

Mount Whitehorn is a summit you can visit from the top of the chairlift at the Lake Louise Ski Area.

I’ve decided to include a few ski summits for good measure. They’re easy to get to and if you have a craving for summit views in the middle of winter then these will please.

Mount Whitehorn is a minor named summit just above the Lake Louise Summit Platter.

The actual peak may be further to the north. There seems to be some confusion but it may just be mine. I’ve provided some images and a map so you can decide for yourself.

I’ll be going back so if I am in error I’ll have a ridge walk and you’ll be happy to know I have to do some work.

This is a portion of the Lake Louise Trail Map. If you click, you’ll see that the summit is further back

This is a portion of the Lake Louise Trail Map. If you click, you’ll see that the summit is further back

I took a few pictures when I was skiing as well as a move of me skiing down the mountain from top to bottom. I had to rig my camera to poke out of my coat just above the sternum strap of my daypack. The camera was sideways so I’m trying to find an editor to rotate the movie. If I’m successful I post the move.


Whitehorn Mountain Panorama

Whitehorn Mountain Panorama

if thou wilt, that mountains change their place, but believe not that man
changes his nature.

c.570-c.632, Meccan Spiritual Leader


Tunnel Mountain

 Posted by on October 24, 2003  Banff National Park  No Responses »
Oct 242003
Tunnel Mountain from the trans Canada Highway...

Tunnel Mountain from the trans Canada Highway…

Tunnel Mountain is just a small peak in the heart of the Banff townsite.

In spite of this fact it is still one of my favorite places to go, and I recommend it to anyone who is in Banff to get out and walk up easy trail to the summit. It only takes about 20 minutes to get there.

The Bow Valley from the top of Tunnel Mountain

The Bow Valley from the top of Tunnel Mountain

The day I took these pictures was in March 2002, it was about 25 below zero and there were a lot of ice crystals in the air. That sounds cold but the wind was not a blowing.

The view across the valley was pristine and peaceful, but on one warm summer day I had the pleasure of a private Shakespearean performance by some very personable students from the Banff Centre.

You may not be so lucky, but because the hike is so short perhaps you could plan to have lunch on the mountain. There’s plenty of room on top. Take some wine, cheese and a baguette and a blanket to lie on and just luxuriate in the sunny warmth and diorama of the town.

To find Tunnel Mountain just head east from downtown Banff then turn right when you get to the last street. Park where the road tops out, you’ll see the trailhead and parking. You can also start lower at the Banff Center.

Have a nice hike! Oh… and don’t forget your climbing equipment.

Hey I see something in the trees

Hey I see something in the trees

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them. [Twelfth Night]

William Shakespeare
1564-1616, British Poet, Playwright, Actor

He took the br de about the neck and kissed her lips with such a clamorous smack that at the parting all the church did echo.

William Shakespeare
1564-1616, British Poet, Playwright, Actor

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety. Other women cloy the appetites they feed, but she makes hungry where most she satisfies.

William Shakespeare
1564-1616, British Poet, Playwright, Actor

Present fears are less than horrible imaginings.

William Shakespeare
1564-1616, British Poet, Playwright, Actor

Middle Sister

 Posted by on October 6, 2003  Kananaskis Provincial Park  No Responses »
Oct 062003
Middle Sister (left) from the living room of my friends Canmore chalet

Middle Sister (left) from the living room of my friends Canmore chalet

Monday October 6th 2003

Well It’s about time that I dealt with this troublesome sister. It’s been 718.5 days since my first attempt was cancelled due to snow on Oct 17 2001. That day I went to Stoney Squaw Mountain instead.

At an average heart rate of 70 beats per minute that’s 72,424,800 heart beats and  counting badly a few extras thrown in for good measure.

I was saving this one for my friend Ann, because I told her I would but she’s through with scrambling, at least with me anyway.

nn and I had tried to get up this peak in August of 2002 but missed Stewart Creek. We were to busy talking I guess.

This time I was actually on my way to Grizzly Peak but decided that going alone into a remote section of Kananaskis to a place with such a name, on a day like today, was more than I felt like taking on.

With my late start (groggy from a long “HEALTHY” session at the gym in Calgary) I knew I was cutting it close but my calculations had me off the mountain around sunset and I had my headlamp so… so what?

I got under way at around 1:00 PM

Once I was going I noticed a bit of smoke in the air. It was warm too. Ahhh, just like summer. Fantastic.

After about an hour I ran across a couple of Texans who I thought were brothers. They corrected me in an email later. I told them I grew up in Dallas and that I would also look to see if I could spot their lost sunglasses. It’s always nice to meet a Texan or two. They usually have big hearts and are always good to talk to.

After 3:15 of plodding I was on the summit. I had the urge to stop and eat-drink about 10 minutes from the top but pushed on. Without the 20 minute walk down the 2 kilometer gravel road it would have been just under 3 hours to get up the 1400 meters to the summit.

I love the Bow Corridor. I’ve scrambled most of the summits in Alan Kane’s book now and each one is a nice memory, like Cascade Mountain and Mount Cory. No matter what’s going on in my life yesterday or tomorrow, when I scramble it all melts away and all that’s left is today.

Upper route panorama

Upper route panorama

Panorama of the upper portion of the route on Middle Sister Big Sister spans the view

On the summit I snacked on grub, took photos, and noticed that 1/2 an hour somehow vanished. I had to go.

As I started down I also noticed that my headphones were missing. I guess the Texans were not the only ones this nasty sister was stealing from.

South from Middle Sister

South from Middle Sister

This is south from Middle Sister I down climbed for a few minutes and then I saw the light had improved

I took to the drainage near the spot where I had my first break and lo and behold there they were, laying smack dab in the middle of a dry section of Stewart Creek. The headphones!

As soon a I reached the wet portion of Stewart Creek I bent over for a drink straight from where it sprung out of the flank of Little Sister. I likened it to drinking from her bosom.

Gee that was refreshing.

I marched on with a smile on my face.

Later it was getting dark as I neared the Golf Course. The air was mixed with cool and warm breezes and I was feeling very content and right at home wandering around the woods alone in the dark.

As I crossed the golf course, lost again as I was supposed to be on the road, the moon showed me the way back.

So much for Middle Sister.


Middle Sister Panorama

Middle Sister Panorama

Unfortunately, the balance of nature decrees that a super-abundance of dreams is paid for by a growing potential for nightmares.

Peter Ustinov
1921-2004, British Actor, Writer, Director

Middle Sister Gallery (please use F11, function key 11 to view full size)