Icefields Parkway

Winter in the Rocky Mountains

I've always wondered what winter in the Rockies might be like. Big frozen lakes, thin dry fluffy snow, waterfalls made of sculpted ice, the air cold and crisp and the sky a clear crystal blue. While I grew up in the Kootenays with long snowy winters, it was generally a winter of a different sort: short dark grey days, a heavier wetter snow, temperatures more often hovering around freezing then plunging deep below. And then I went ahead and spent the last 15 years down on the coast, where we get maybe 2 days of winter a year, max.

This past December we were invited out to be models for a national campaign some friends were shooting. They offered to fly us out from Vancouver but, planning on being in the Kootenays (halfway there already), we opted to take the slower more scenic route and drive. Little did we know how soft the coast had made us.

Hiked up to the foot of Athabasca Glacier


It was only the beginning of December but it was already promising to be a pretty good snow year. There weren't record amounts or anything, but the landscape was covered in a nice fluffy white. It looked really pretty, and we were excited to drive into the mountains where it would look all the more prettier still. We took the Crowsnest Highway to Cranbrook, some hardpacked ice over Kootenay Pass, veering north on Hwy 93 to Radium then east into Kootenay National Park. Stops were relatively few, but Fort Steele was on our radar. We love old tumbled-down towns, and even though Fort Steele was more heritage tourist site than actual ghost town, when we saw the old pioneer buildings and horse paddocks there was no turning away.

Once a thriving and booming gold rush town, Fort Steele was quite the up-and-comer, and well on its way to becoming the East Kootenay's principal town. But when the local MLA bribed and blackmailed the new railroad to bypass the town in favour of his nearby ranch, and then sell it off parcel by parcel to found the city of Cranbrook, the fate of Fort Steele was sealed. The population fell in steep decline as businesses moved to be nearer the railroad and the flow of people and commerce it brought, and before long Fort Steele was abandoned and slowly disintegrating. But by the 1950s locals began petitioning government to preserve and protect the town, until it was listed as a National Historic Site in the late 1960s. In the years since it has become a veritable tourist industry in itself with a working farm, steam locomotive rides, old-timey theatre productions, and displays of traditional turn-of-the-century crafts like leatherworking and smithing.

But come winter it becomes once again the ghost town it almost was, and we had the place to ourselves. The houses and shops and displays were all boarded up so we couldn't go poking around into the buildings at all, but seeing an old abandoned pioneer town deserted just felt right and natural. We did however meet one resident wandering the buried snow-drift streets: a friendly black farm cat. He came running out from a barn and jumped up on my shoulders, smelling of horses and hay.

Big mountain views on the road out of Cranbrook, BC
Meeting the horses at Fort Steele Heritage Town
Winter at the farms of old Fort Steele Heritage Town
Strolling the snowy grounds of Fort Steele Heritage Village, BC
Making friends with a barn cat
The iconic Fort Steele water tower
Afternoon light at the old homestead farm at Fort Steele
Scenes from Fort Steele
Historic Fort Steele all quiet and covered in snow
Frosty winter scenes at the old pioneer cabin at Fort Steele, BC
Barn animals at the working farm at Fort Steele
The old church at Fort Steele Heritage Village


We arrived in Banff by 8pm, having driven the previous several hours through Kootenay National Park in the dark. Our friends had booked three cabins at the wonderfully picturesque Storm Mountain Lodge, and as we pulled up it felt as though we were stepping through the looking glass into a fantasy wonderland of perfect little gingerbread houses.

Built in 1922, Storm Mountain Lodge has been a Rocky Mountain mainstay for generations. Far removed from the restrained pomp of the lakeside chateaus, the lodge follows more in the tradition of a rustic old world mountain chalet or hunting lodge. Nestled into the trees just east of Castle Junction, the outlying log cabins come with cozy fireplaces, clawfoot soaker bathtubs, and access to snowshoes and trails through the forest. The lodge itself cinches the deal, drawing heavily on National Park history and Canadian heritage, lined with dark wood, a big blazing stone fireplace, and decorated with antlers and animal heads and pioneer paraphernalia. But this wasn't some forgotten off-the-track throwback; there was a luxurious comfort in its homage to tradition, an unfussy elegance to the service and decor. Plus it boasted a fantastically delicious breakfast. Everything well thought out and cared for, it was the perfect base for a stay in the mountains.

Over the next couple days we goofed around in the snow, went tobogganing, had snowball fights, and generally acted all cool like real life models. We were too busy to take many photos ourselves, but it was a real good time. Cold feet and all.

Cabins at Storm Mountain Lodge in winter
frosty morning in the mountains
Morning at the Storm Mountain Lodge in Banff National Park
Tossing snow in Banff National Park
Ice on the edge of Lake Minnewanka
Warm morning light on the icy Rocky Mountains in winter
First morning light in the snow-covered Rocky Mountains of Banff
Breakfast at the Storm Mountain Lodge In Banff National Park
Cozy stay at the Storm Mountain Lodge on Banff National Park
Cozy cabins all covered in snow at Storm Mountain Lodge
Cold winter weather in the Kananaskis Mountains, Alberta
The Spray Lakes in Winter, Canmore AB
A little cabin on the shore of Lake Louise in the Rocky Mountains
On the frozen snow fields of Lake Louise
Tossing powder snow in the air and acting all chill
Hiking on the frozen waters of Lake Louise

Icefields Parkway

It's not every day you find yourself in a faraway place as magnificent as the Rockies, so we decided to stick around a bit after the shoot and get some proper sightseeing in. This was Megan's first trip to Banff, so we had some things to see. First being the frozen white field under which Lake Louise lay. It was -20˚C and so clear and cold that the air was sparkling with tiny ice crystals in the low slanted sunlight. It felt truly magical. I would've loved to see Moraine as well, but with the winter road closure that would have required renting skies, and who has the time for that?

We had other plans. We were hitting the road north to Jasper.

The snowy mountain road to Peyto Lake
Snowy mountains and ice, winter at the Peyto Lake lookout
Biting cold weather driving the frozen Icefields Parkway
Cold winter afternoon on the Icefields Parkway in Jasper National Park
Big mountain views as we ascend towards Sunwapta Pass
Cold mist hanging in the air below towering snow-covered mountains

It's about a 4hr drive up to Jasper at the best of times, but with a couple cameras in hand it can easily take double that. The Icefields Parkway is an almost stupidly pretty route with picturesque mountain vistas the entire way. Add to that winter driving conditions and limited daylight and you just know you'll be doing the last half of it in the dark. But our tires handled the compacted snow and ice with aplomb, and we managed (surprisingly) to drive at posted speed limits almost the whole way. We'd often have no idea just how slippery the road was until we got out to take photos and could barely stand upright.

I had driven the Parkway in summer, but in winter it is something else entirely. We saw almost no one else along the way, and the quiet snowy stillness was palpable.

Pulling into town just as the last blue light was leeched from the landscape, we went to a pub for some warm food and a beer then quietly slinked off to bed for an early morning start. We had a sunrise to catch on Pyramid Lake.

Pyramid Lake covered in ice
Ice roses blooming on the black ice of Pyramid Lake in the mountains of Jasper
First rays of light on Pyramid Mountain in Jasper, Alberta
Ice-choked rivers and soft pillowy snow fields on the drive out of Jasper
Mist rising off the frozen mountain rivers of Jasper National Park
Winter road trip on the Icefields Parkway
Exploring the frozen mountain landscapes of Jasper National Park
Driving the Icefields Parkway in December

One of the winter features we were most looking forward to was Athabasca Glacier. The whole area around the Columbia Icefield feels barren and desolate and inhospitable even in the warm summer months, so we were certain that it would be positively otherworldly in the howling winter wind. Which is a really neat feeling! Although really we were just there to see the ice cave.

You see it almost straight away, a bright ice-blue beckoning in a field and wind-blown white. A little off to the right of the main summer trail waits an exposed section of the toe of the glacier, deep and blue and almost glowing. The hike in is about a kilometer longer in winter than it is in summer, but everyone comes here for one reason so the snow-packed trail heads straight for the ice. We met a couple coming up who were just unstrapping snowshoes and who told us not to take the route to the right due to knee-deep drifts. We were like heck yeah! Snow drifts! And struggled up the hill in an exhausting regretful sweat.

But this place is a site of wonder, a site of awe. The ice was such a beautiful and dazzling blue that it was almost hypnotic. We lay our hands on it, touched it, and I was immediately struck by how smooth it felt, how dry it was. This didn't feel at all like the icicle we had been playing with earlier at Athabasca Falls. This felt like an entirely different category of ice, huge and old beyond human scale. It's hard to describe, really.

Blue ice walls at the toe of Athabasca Glacier
Approaching the toe of Athabasca Glacier in Jasper National Park
Thick ancient ice at Athabasca Glacier
Inside the ice cave at the foot of the Athabasca Glacier, AB
Folds of ice and exposed glacier in the Rocky Mountains
Hiking in the snow up to Athabasca Glacier
Winter roadtrip through the Rocky Mountains
Winter roadtrip on the Icefields Parkway in Banff
First light on the snow-covered mountains above Lake Louise
Subtle sunrise over the frozen mountains of Lake Louise
Morning drive out to Lake Louise in the Winter


We returned to the town of Lake Louise for the night, then back up to the lake for an early frozen toe sunrise, watching the mountains turn slowly pink, then peach, then dirty orange. After one last Rocky Mountain coffee we were back on the road, taking a different route home, west on the TransCanada towards Golden. Crossing the border back into BC, the clear blue skies immediately disappeared as we drove into a wall of fog and shredded low-lying clouds. Ahhh it was good to be back.

We stopped in at our favourite little mountain town of Field, then popped in at Emerald Lake, but stops wouldn't hold us for long. We had a long ways to go yet.

Hello from the cute little mountain town of Field, BC!
Frosty monochromes at the old train station at Field, BC
Frost on the trees and mist having in the air in Yoho National Park
Mountain reflections at Emerald Lake Lodge, BC
Roadtrip through the rocky mountains in winter