48 Hours in Lake Louise
When I get asked as a Canadian what my favorite tourist attraction is in Canada, I always respond with “the Canadian Rockies” in specific the tourist town of Lake Louise.
Lake Louise I quaint town and is known to be the highest altitude city in Canada, sitting at 1,600 meters, this city is also a place I called home only a few years ago when I first started traveling. I got a chance to go back and really experience the town as a tourist this time, instead of a resident.
In order to get to Lake Louise, I had to fly into the closest airport, Calgary International, and take a Brewster bus the rest of the way as I was not in the mood to drive the two and a half hour drive on two hours of sleep. I checked into my room at “Chateau Lake Louise”, appropriately named as it is a castle nestled right beside the lake (review coming soon). I was pretty hungry when I arrived, I opted to get some comfort food in the casual Glacier Saloon before re-exploring the area. I spent the afternoon strolling to the back of the frozen lake, during the winter it freezes over so there isn't a need to use the trail. Nearing the end of the walk I found fresh critter prints in the snow. Realizing how far I had gone and how tired I was from walking, I was able to hail a horse-drawn sleigh as if it was a taxi. The horses were predominant with black thick winter coats and the sligh was warmly lined with red velvet seats. The ride was much more enjoyable knowing I had accomplished the walk there.
In the morning I woke up feeling refreshed and energized for the day ahead. I had managed to book a last minute ski lesson at the Lake Louise Ski Resort. I caught the shuttle just in time. If you're a first-time skier like myself I wouldn't recommend quitting your day job, it’s not as easy as it looks. I do however still recommend trying a lesson or two for two reasons; the views were spectacular from the slopes and I had an instructor from abroad to chat to in between my not so glamorous face plants. My instructor had recommended that I try the chill in the lounge area and that I did.
Before heading back up the mountain I took a pause in town, a quiet section of fewer than 10 shops and two gas stations. All though it was nothing in comparison to a cosmopolitan mall it did have everything I could ever need in a case of emergency or dire need of an unlimited supply of snowboards, gloves, and postcards. I purchased some postcards to send to friends and family.
It quickly turned to nightfall, the dreamiest time of day. Stars flooded the sky and traced the live edged mountain’s outlines. The pines trees scratched their neighbors making soothing whispers.
I returned to the hotel before the last bus left for Calgary. Lake Louise was truly a magical town and my favorite hidden Canadian gem.