Monday, April 28, 2008

New Hiking Boots and Blisters in the Sun

N recently picked up new hiking boots and they look great, but she was commenting that she can already feel sore spots forming in some places. While the boots are brand new, they're not new enough that she can return them easily. They've been worn out on the trail and moderately broken in, and only now is this becoming a problem.

I went online and there's plenty of information about breaking in boots, and using moleskin, and so on, but there's not a lot of information about how to repair a boot that's causing blisters. Can anyone direct me to something like that?

In the meantime, here are the best three links about hiking and and blisters that I found while surfing around:
All three are excellent reads, and since it's that time of year where the boots might be a little stiffer and the feet could be a little more fragile, it might not be a bad time to review those blister basics.

Saturday, April 26, 2008

Brown-Lowery Provincial Park

After a relatively mild winter, April in Alberta was pretty much a write-off. Barely a week went by without a dumping of snow: 15 cm here, 20 cm there. Sometimes it was followed by nice enough weather to melt most of it away, but the past week or so has been a gray, overcast, cold existence, with daily snow and lows we haven't seen since January. We probably could have gone hiking at some point in the past few weeks (with the exception of last weekend when a number of roads and highways were actually impassible. In April.), but frankly, who wanted to?

In March, before the weather turned everything upside down, D and I tried out some new hiking south of the city at Brown-Lowery Provincial Park. It was snowy, slushy, and at times extremely icy, but we thought it was the last remnants of winter hiking and took it in stride. Silly us.

Brown-Lowery Provincial Park was created when the families of Home Oil founders Robert Brown Sr and Major James Robert Lowery donated the land to the Alberta Government. Though the land was donated in the mid-60s, the area wasn't designated as a Provincial Park until 1992.

The Park is just northwest of Turner Valley, southwest of Priddis, and is accessed from Highway 762 (turn at the sign for "Plummer's Road"). It's not a big area -- only about 3 km2 -- but there's plenty of hiking to be done.

The area is a maze of trails and paths, some leading to viewpoints, some along creeks, and some to the remains of structures in the area -- a cabin and a sawmill. During the spring, the area is known for its birdwatching potential, with a range of creatures in the area, both the flying kind and the four-legged kind.

D and I opted to hike the perimeter of the park, a nice 4-5 k walk, and a good option since it was way too early for any birding.

Most trails in the area have creek crossings and because of the number of trails and junctions along the way, the signage is excellent. It's easy to get lost, but you can't blame it on the lack of maps and signs in the area:

Close to the creeks, the tree cover is thick and the ground was moist and mossy without a hint of snow:

D and I picked the perimeter walk both for the distance and for the viewpoint. We don't hike south of Calgary that often (that will change this summer), and it was nice to change up the views. However, I was a little surprised to look north and see how visible a certain downtown Calgary was:

Looking south, the view was worth it, and with barely a climb to get there:

The viewpoint part of the trail was dry and bare, with only a hint of snow along the way:

However, once we turned away from the west facing part of the trail and toward the east facing side that was sheltered, it was a completely different story:

We hiked *down* that hill. Thank goodness.

Back down in the "valley" part of the hike, the many streams that run throughout the area were all still fully frozen over:

Near the end of our hike we passed by the long-abandoned cabin, but we never did see the old sawmill (I'm guessing it's because we didn't take a trail within the park called Old Mill loop. Just a guess though. :-). I don't know much of the history behind this cabin, but I believe it's tied to the sawmill in some way:

We headed out after that. When the snow was deep the hiking was good, but where the snow was sparse, black ice was a real problem. I'm itching to return when spring finally sets in. I know N, being the birder of the two of us, will find plenty to look at.