For those who are planning their own hike on the Chilkoot Trail, or those just wanting to learn a little more, I’ve complied a list of resources which I found useful. Continue reading “Hiking the Chilkoot Trail – Resources”
I plopped down on the bench outside the church, taking it all in. The air was fresh and cool, yet comfortable. Only the lightest breeze was blowing in off the lake. I knocked the sand off my boots. As a final, cruel joke Mother Nature decided to put a desert in the last stretches of the Chilkoot Trail, forcing hikers to slog through the loose terrain at a painfully slow pace. Continue reading “The Conclusion – Day 5 on the Chilkoot Trail”
Waking up in Happy Camp, the weather hadn’t changed much overnight. Fog continued to blanket the landscape and a cold wind drove a lighter, but still present, rain. We were counting on this to improve once we got further along the Canadian side of the trail and were discussing our shared hope of better weather with another hiker when the park warden stepped out of her cabin and promptly crushed our dreams. Continue reading “Pulling Me Back In – Day 4 on the Chilkoot Trail”
Starting out, under cloudy skies and a light drizzle, the trail out of Sheep Camp quickly moved from thick forest to sparser alpine terrain. Despite the fog obstructing some of the views, we were constantly in awe of the towering mountain walls and rock-strewn valley. We carefully picked our way across stream crossings, hopping from rock to rock to avoid getting our boots and socks wet. Continue reading “Facing My Fears – Day 3 on the Chilkoot Trail”
The dirt trail, winding its way through towering trees and across flowing streams, had been taking us up and down all day. At 8.4 km, this was supposed to be our “easy” day before making the more demanding trip up and over the Chilkoot Pass. But it didn’t feel easy for me and I was stopping regularly, resting against boulders that jutted out from the hillside, letting other hikers pass. Continue reading “Is Crying Allowed? – Day 2 on the Chilkoot Trail”
“Watch out, another pile of scat here,” I called back to Mark, who was a few steps behind me on the muddy trail. It was the fifth we had come across already, and we weren’t even at the first campsite yet.
I started to replay the ‘bear-aware’ rules in my head, just in case we came across the culprits behind all the piles of poo on the trail. Continue reading “Beauty and Bear Scat – Day 1 on the Chilkoot Trail”
Spanning 53 kilometers/33 miles, two countries, and centuries of history, the Chilkoot Trail offers a hike to remember.