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Cycling the Icefields Parkway: Winter in August
Country: Canada
From Jasper to Lake Louise
Lesson learned: 64 km/h are fun!
Laughed about: Reverse zoo: People inside the fence, bears outside
Most wonderful miracle: Building a snow bear
Greatest challenge: Nope, nothing really
Days on the bike: 4
Kilometers cycled: 251
Average Kilometers per day: 62.75
Total Kilometers cycled till Lake Louise: 22.247
Cycling the Icefields Parkway. Missed the last one? Here it is: Roadtripping Yukon and cycling the Yellowhead Highway
We are slow morning people and it was 2 pm when we were finally ready to leave Jasper. And despite the late start, we took our time. Weather couldn’t have been any better. It was sunny and there was hardly any wind. The road was in great condition all with a wide shoulder and considerate drivers.

We stopped at a pullout without information booth and walked some five minutes to this hidden icy swimming spot
We stopped at every single bridge, viewpoint and pullout before we finally came to an end in the “Honeymoon Lake” state campground. There was a lake and without any wind it reflected all the surrounding mountains just like a mirror. We loved it.
But unfortunately all spots were taken and there was no walk-in section. While we were standing there, trying to figure out where to pitch the tent, a nice lady in a caravan offered us to share her place with us. Great!
It would have only been 27 kilometers to the next campground, but once you’re off the bike and your mind is set for “Feierabend” (after-work time), biking another two hours just isn’t very tempting.
Next day we met quite a few other cyclists. They were on a guided and supported tour and we chatted with the supporters, whose job it is to carry everyone’s bags, provide lunches, accommodation and drive tired people and their bikes to the nightly stop.
One of them handed us a chocolate “for the climb up to the icefield”. Uh-oh, seems like we still have a bit of muscle work to do. We knew most of our elevation profile thanks to the great (free) map that shows all camping, elevation, viewpoins, picnic spots and trailheads along the way (PDF here).
Jonas Creek Campground makes a good lunch break. That’s what the guided cyclists thought too. So we shared the kitchen shelter with them and answered all questions while we prepared ourselves some tuna-pea-carrot sandwiches.
It was a fresh day and the others had started the fireplace in the center of the kitchen hut. We shared our marshmallows and the others shared all their leftover-lunch with us (specifically yummi!). And there we had all ingredients ready for some delicious S’mores!

This is one of the main tourist attractions: a glass walk! There was “no parking” all around (you have to use their shuttle) but we only stopped and did not park.
For those of you who aren’t familiar with this North American delicacy, s’mores are sandwiches built of (from bottom to top): shortbread, grilled marshmallow, piece of chocolate, shortbread.
The climb was steep but doable and the s’mores had turned into energy already. The sun was strong but the wind blew cold and refreshing air. We stopped at every viewpoint, waterfall and parking, and the climb didn’t feel too hard at all.
At about 2000 meters the views were absolutely stunning. There were glaciers all around us, one of them was so close, that we could have walked up.
The Icefields Centre was closed already, but we weren’t looking for a tour or any hiking information anyways.
Our campground was situated only one kilometer further, it was the only one along the way for tents only. Martine had recommended us site 14, but when we reached it, we saw that it had just been taken a minute ago by Shawn and his son Kaydin. We really liked both of them and just pitched our tent on the neighboring site.
We spent the evening munching more s’mores over Shawn’s campfire. It was a rainy night and didn’t stop all morning. I waited for a lighter drizzle to run down to the kitchen shelter, where we all had breakfast together. It was late morning when the rain slowly turned into snow and by late afternoon we walked through some 10 centimeters of white fluff.
Fortunately there was a fireplace in the kitchen shelter. Shawn and Kaydin had to continue, but we decided to have a rest day. It could have been a miserable day with frozen fingers, icy roads and grey view.
Instead we enjoyed a great snow day, made friends with Susan and her teenage son Alex, played a card game, had a snowball fight, built a snow man (or rather a snow bear) and walked up the forest for some beautiful views.
In short: While it was a miserable rainy day for everybody situated on slightly lower elevation, we enjoyed a perfect snow rest day.
Much of the snow didn’t survive the night, but the mountains remained all white.
It was a 2 kilometer ride up to the Wilcox trailhead. We parked the bikes against the outhouse and hiked up the trail. It was a bit icy, then muddy, rocky and snowy, but it was still an easy walk.
We reached the timberline in no time and walked through an impressive snowy winter wonderland with mountains, glaciers, sheep, mountain goats and all we could have wished for. It was absolutely impressive.

We hiked up to this wide and empty place and all we saw was snow, mountains, a bit of shrub and some other hikers. It was absolutely incredible.
Two and a half hours later we were back at the bikes. It was early afternoon and there were still 70 kilometers to go.
But first we had to leave the plateau and roll down into lower roads. It was awesome. The bike computer showed 64 km/h! My eyes filled with tears, the helmet jumped up and down and my mirror vibrated and we had the fun of our lives.
It was another little climb up to the Waterfowl Lakes campground. You may wonder why we spent every single night at a campground instead of the forest, but the rangers do not appreciate wild camping in the national park too much.
There’s too many people out there who do not know how to camp bear proof and leave no trace. Well there were clearly more than enough campgrounds even for slow travelers as ourselves, so we decided that it was just fair to be using and paying for them.
On the crowded area we got ourselves one of the many vacant walk-in campsites, which are not accessible by car. This is the ranger’s way to make sure that even on a busy day there’s enough sites for hikers and cyclists.

We met a lot of outdoor enthusiasts with kayaks, hiking boots, mountain bikes and stand up paddle boards
Roberto got up before 6 am next morning. It was just below freezing, but he couldn’t stop himself from an early morning ride to the lake. We had a cold ride up to the Peyto Lake, the Icefield Parkway’s highest point. This was when it finally got a bit warmer.
We walked over to the viewpoint and were surprised by a huge group of tourists and a packed viewing platform. Once I made my way through the masses I could understand the hype. What expected me was a bright turquoise lake situated in between the mountains.
We continued a bit to the Bow Lake and had ourselves a late but filling breakfast. And finally the sun made an appearance. Little by little we let go of gloves, beanies and jackets and after breakfast we sat there in shirts at 20°C. Hard to believe that we started slightly below freezing this morning.
Bow Lake is a stand up paddler’s paradise and here and now we decided that someday we’d go for a travel with folding bikes and an inflatable paddle board or kayak.
It was a rather easy ride down to Lake Louise. There were a lot of road cyclists around us. Most were friendly, but some just overtook us wordlessly and pretty much scared me to death by their sudden appearance right next to me at fast speed.
No hello, no smile, not even a nod. Well, might be because they biked with headphones. Not the brightest thing to do, if you ask me, on a road full of cars and wildlife.
We stopped at Herbert Lake to watch the mountain’s reflections in the lake, but couldn’t really see anything. The air had turned somehow milky. A nice couple who we chatted with, explained, that huge forest fires down in Washington State were responsible for all the smoke in the air. Scottish Tanya from Golden would explain some days later: “Washington is far. That’s as if there was a fire in Northern Scotland and you could still see the smoke down in London!”.
Most people continue from Lake Louise to Banff, but we decided to spend the night and continue west towards Golden by the following day. All accommodation in and around town was completely packed. But there’s always a walk-in site left for us, so we went to the state campground. It was a whopping $27.70 per tent, but they had hot showers and we were in rather urgent need of one.

Another reason why the brochure states that the Icefields Parkway was called “one of the most beautiful journeys on the planet”
The campground was divided into RVs and tent spaces and the tenting area was surrounded by a huge bear proof fence. I don’t want to know how grave the bear problem must have been, for them to consider such a drastic and costly solution. Nevertheless we had to haul all our kitchen and bathroom items into the bear proof locker (situated on the other end of the campground of course).
Canada’s state campgrounds are simply beautiful. And this one wasn’t an exception. There was a paved road next to the fence and some gravel paths in the inside. Several narrow trails combined the campsites with the toilets and showers. The forest was kept wherever possible and we camped between big trees, shrub and mushrooms. Every site had a picnic bench and a fire pit. As usual the ground was gravel, but we couldn’t mind less. Usually there is a lot of wildlife to be seen inside the campground, but due to the fence, the wildlife here was limited to squirrels, birds and bunnies.
We spent the evening with Mark from Los Angeles, whom we had met some days earlier taking pictures from the same bridge. One beer quickly turned into two pitchers and in the end we biked back home swaying uncertainly. We should have known better than drinking as much as a man who grew up in Poland!
This night I dreamt of views, rivers and our snow bear. Most people ride the Icefields Parkway in two to three days, but we took full five days. And that was the best thing to do. This was one of the most beautiful stretches of the country and we’re happy that we enjoyed every single minute.
Wunderbar! Really beautiful scenery and we can only imagine just how beautiful it really is. One day…. Alaska to Argentina! Thank you for sharing and keeping us motivated.
Ron & Petra
Pedal Power Touring
Hello you two!
Yes, down to Argentina, that’s our dream as well. Won’t come true during this travel, we simply can’t afford that much time (and don’t have the money either) for now… but some day for sure.
But seriously the Icefields Parkway was one of our big favorite highways!
Where are you at the moment? Cheers,
Annika
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Hello Annika ! Hello Roberto !
Thank you for the wonderful report and the photos. We’ll start next week on Tuesday from Jasper heading to Vancouver via Caslegar and KVR.
Happy Cycling