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Waterfalls — Poboktan

Waterfalls — Poboktan: Off-trail fashion.

There I was, at the horse gate just before Water­falls camp­ground. My plan was to ascend a steep slope along the creek (left side climber view). The pine for­est was quite open with few dead­falls on the ground, I quick­ly got to the top.

Pobokton
Pobok­ton

Once there, trav­el­ling was easy. Keep­ing with­in earshot of the creek I nav­i­gat­ed effort­less­ly in the mixed for­est. The moss cush­ion was a lit­tle thick­er yet progress was fast as there were open lines all along. In time I came to a bot­tle­neck and got back to the creek, soon I was cross­ing in search of new­ly col­o­nized ground where the veg­e­ta­tion made walk­ing thru the low­er mead­ows much eas­i­er. The mis­sion: escape the wil­lows if I could.

Pobokton
Pobok­ton

My goal was to get to the top of the val­ley. From there on I could ascend a shoul­der towards a sis­ter of Mt-Poboktan, and while I nev­er rushed any­thing I got there ear­ly, set­ting camp with plen­ty of time to spare. There was a great gold­en hour in the mak­ing and the light was per­fect.

Pobokton
Pobok­ton

The next day I went up a ramp, it took me about two and a half hours to get to the top. There where great views on the Water­fall Peaks and even bet­ter ones down towards the Swan Lakes (unof­fi­cial name). It would take me anoth­er day and a half to get to the lakes.

Pobokton
Pobok­ton

An easy tra­verse below the peak got me smack in front of Poboktan’s North face; and while I made my way down on a mod­er­ate­ly steep rib it seemed to grow taller and taller. I took a break by a tarn; and those who know the moun­tains won’t be sur­prised to learn that every­thing was still­ness.

Pobokton
Pobok­ton

Down the steep mead­ows and fol­low­ing the creek, I wait­ed until the bank got steep­er. I then cut into anoth­er easy pine for­est. No point to stay high up as I knew I would soon face a nasty rock slide sev­er­al km long. So, once again I fol­lowed the col­o­niza­tion line and made my way near the Brazeau. Not being fond of silty water I pre­ferred stay­ing on the rock side where I found a creek emerg­ing from the under­ground. It’s water was per­fect. Camp­ing in the shad­ow of an errat­ic, I could hear the song of a riv­er less than a hun­dred meters away.

Pobokton
Pobok­ton

The next day came a long chal­leng­ing angling up val­ley. Fol­low­ing the rock slide and hug­ging the for­est I crossed numer­ous errat­ic fields, most of them filled with debris. Wise peo­ple would have fol­lowed the riv­er instead, but since I am not one of them I went up the hard way. I gained ele­va­tion labo­ri­ous­ly and the views got spec­tac­u­lar. Grey lime­stone walls across the val­ley, silty blue waters, the deep green of the pines in between; and a cou­ple of tiny azure lakes dot­ting the land­scape. Once the rock slide sub­sided, the for­est took over once again. Not want­i­ng to get cliffed out I stayed on a bench, then there was this amaz­ing water­fall. I was mak­ing progress, slow­ly.

Pobokton
Pobok­ton

I knew exact­ly the way to the lakes, the famil­iar sight of a gigan­tic errat­ic marked the way, but before I went up the drainage (left side climber view) I caught glimpses of the majes­tic NW Brazeau gorge. That’s a trip I did ear­li­er in the sum­mer, com­ing in the oth­er way.

A glacial flat, and not so far in the dis­tance the low­er of the lakes. Near­ing the end of August the mead­ows where ripe, you could almost smell the fast approach­ing fall. A mag­ic gold­en hour lat­er I was more than like­ly snor­ing in my tent.
Up just before the sun­rise, guess what I did for the first hour? I had lots of time to spare so I packed up and went to one of the mid­dle lakes from where I tack­led a drainage up to about 2800 m. I want­ed to be on the oth­er side before the end of the day and at about four pm I strapped my pack on and crossed over the col. Anoth­er camp­site, with such a late start I near­ly missed per­fect light time.

Pobokton
Pobok­ton

Every­thing from there on is casu­al. It took me about two hours to pick my way down in a some­what nasty Engel­mann spruce for­est (down the creek right side climber view), and then the riv­er flat to the faint Swan pass trail, and fresh griz­zly drop­pings. Once back on the Pobok­tan trail there was only eight km to go. I got back to the car on the ear­ly side of a beau­ti­ful August day. I had been away for six days.

My boots nev­er got wet.

Gaston Synnott
Gas­ton Syn­nott — Author

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Canoeing Athabasca River

Explore the waterways and glacial fed lakes of Jasper.

Athabas­ca riv­er is one of the fur trad­ing routes used by the voy­agers of yes­ter­day. Dis­cov­er the his­toric routes by tak­ing a tour on the Athabas­ca. There are raft­ing and canoe out­fit­ters that can guide you down some of the pris­tine wilder­ness that Jasper got to offer.

Get back to nature on your own if you have the courage to tack­le the rapids and obsta­cles that awaits you. You can pick-up some maps when you get into town at the Parks office and choose an adven­ture that suits you.

Taking a break on the banks of Athabasca River
Tak­ing a break on the banks of Athabas­ca Riv­er
athabasca-river-040559 Sambo, our favorite canoe dog.
Sam­bo, our favorite canoe dog.

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Ian and Sal­ly ham­ming it up.

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Taking a break on the banks of Athabasca River
Tak­ing a break on the banks of Athabas­ca Riv­er
View from back of the canoe
View from back of the canoe

 

Lakes with rentals:

Pyra­mid Lake

Beau­vert Lake

Maligne Lake

Oth­er lakes can be arranged with local out­door shops. See all canoe activ­i­ties

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Caribou Lake

Past Cavell Mead­ows

Alpine Flower Hawksbeard
Alpine Flower Hawks­beard
Caribou Tarn, Edith Cavell
Cari­bou Tarn, Edith Cavell
Past the meadows, Edith Cavell
Past the mead­ows, Edith Cavell
White Heather, Subalpine Flower
White Heather, Sub­alpine Flower
Pink Heather, Subalpine Flower
Pink Heather, Sub­alpine Flower
Cotton Grass, Edith Cavell
Cot­ton Grass, Edith Cavell
Caribou Tarn, Edith Cavell
Cari­bou Tarn, Edith Cavell

Going beyond the Cavell Mead­ows will bring you to a beau­ti­ful Alpine Tarn ( Cari­bou Lake ), the scenery opens up with breath­tak­ing Vis­tas.


Access: Via the Cavell Mead­ows

Park­ing: Yes

Trail­head: Edith Cavell Park­ing

Activ­i­ties: Hik­ing / Sights


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