So it’s no secret that I am always up for an adventure. Rain or shine, snow or ice, if adventure is the name then partaking is my game.
More often then not, I end up in a spontaneous adventure when I am not really prepared at all.
Finally this time around, I knew I would be doing something awesome, so I made sure to pack all the stuff I though I would need. Not going to lie, I felt pretty proud of myself for being so prepared.
Being in Banff for a couple days, it was certain that some of the area needed to be explored, and particularly area that was yet undiscovered by Moi.
Johnston’s Canyon is a place that I had heard about many times. It is a hop skip and jump from Banff, and so it tends to be a popular destination for an easy and very enjoyable hike.
I actually didn’t even know what to expect really, and of course when you go into something with no expectations, it always ends up being awesome!
Upon embarking on this leisurely little hike, I felt like a boss. I was totally prepared and ready to just have a seamless afternoon adventure. The weather was ideal, the energies high, and I was ready to rock this.
The paths are well layed out, and the scenery is spectacular!
I learned very quickly though, that with the amount of people that do this hike, the paths become pretty icy, and if you are not wearing the right shoes(which I wasn’t) you are in for a bit of a challenge.
Of course when I thought I had it all together, some minor yet not so minor detail had to come and knock me of off my high horse.
My shoes were crap.
There is no other way to put it really. Let’s just be honest here. Luckily this isn’t a fashion blog, because if it was, this time around would be a major fail.
I hadn’t even made it to the first look out point at the Lower falls and I was already struggling. I was actually not just struggling, I was worried about what the way down was going to be like.
I was thinking right then, that cleats for my shoes would have been a winning idea.
I did manage to make it to the lower falls lookout point, barely, but still with enthusiasm.
Stunning! Seriously stunning.
From there I made my way to the upper falls.
The frozen falls are so majestic on the cliff side. It’s as though mother nature is singing a song that only your soul can hear.
Obviously I couldn’t just stop there, I had to get myself to the higher Upper Falls lookout point to get another angle. Like the upper – upper falls.
The struggle was real!! I was questioning it on my way up as it was even more difficult then getting to the lower falls. Not in a extreme hike sort of way, simply in a extreme icy uphill sort of way.
My inadequate shoes just weren’t cutting it. I will say, that I wasn’t the only one with this problem. I did see others in the exact same situation.
Once a the upper -upper view point, it made it all worth it. Another incredible scene to bask in. I love the recharging you energy you get in nature, and it’s truly amazing when you compare and enjoy the contrast of winter to summer.
I was pretty certain I was going to ride down on my butt. Just when I was on the verge of doing just that, this lovely couple whom had asked me to take a photo of them at the lower falls and send it to them as their phones and camera died, came gracefully trotting along in their cleated shoes.
As their cleats were tie on ones and they were so grateful to me for taking their photos for them, they offered to lend me a pair to hike down with.
LIFESAVERS!! Seriously, it was one of those moments when angels appear.
I was suddenly able to run up and down all the hills. Almost like walking on water.
Talk about what goes around comes around. Paying it forward is a truly a beautiful thing.
It gave me the opportunity to really take in all of my surroundings on the way down. What a gift.
Johnston’s Canyon truly is an absolutely wonderful place. A place in which I look forward to returning in the summer to enjoy the contrast.
However that being said, if you decided to visit in the winter, I have one word for you…… CLEATS!