Brad and I have always talked about taking a trip to Jasper. See, I am from Calgary, and though we both live in Edmonton now, it’s no surprise that I spent a lot of my youth in Canmore and Banff. Surprisingly, however, I had never been to the town of Jasper before, while my St. Paul native boyfriend had, and man, that drove me insane.
We decided one day in May of this year to just do it. The campsites were just starting to re-open again, and the weather was finally starting to heat up. We packed up a tent, a cooler of food, and some other supplies, and drove off.
Thursday.
The campsite was very cute, and seemingly popular among campers (it was pretty full, and is a mere few minutes from the town). The only downside? Where there were once lush forests shielding your site from the ones next to you, there were trees no longer. We learned that the trees were infected with a dangerous species of pine beetle, and the trees all needed to be cut down, and burned to eradicate them. As a result, we got nice and cozy with our neighbours.
We built a fire, and had some s’mores. I read my book (I believe at the time I was reading Clockwork Prince by Cassandra Clare, the second book in a trilogy set in Victorian England, in which a race of Angel-blooded mortals fought demons and other nefarious villains). We enjoyed a nice night in before our big upcoming adventures.
Friday.
We woke, headed into the town, and did what we do best. Got coffee, and walked around. We browsed the shops, checked out some of the parks, and then we had a delicious lunch at Harvest Food & Drink. That wasn’t all we did. We went to Maligne Canyon, and did the entire hike. It was gorgeous.
That evening, we walked around the campsite, and then hung out by the fire, me reading my book, and Brad reading his.
Saturday.
We spent a lot of Saturday on the road. Brad loves to drive, and the driving in the mountains is so incredibly scenic. We went to Maligne Lake, which was about an hour from the campsite. We were scheduled to go on a boat cruise, which was cancelled due to the weather, but we still wanted to see the lake, and walk around. We did some light hiking, and had a picnic by the river next to the lake. A bird kept eating the seeds that were falling off my everything bagel.
While we were driving around, we encountered Annette Lake, which ended up having a beautiful, if not random, sandy beach. The water was blue. Like, really, really blue. I have never seen water so blue. We sat on the beach for hours, soaking in the sun. That was where I got my very first sunburn of 2021.
Sunday.
Gone was the reckless sense of abandonment from real life and responsibilities, as our impending trip home was on the horizon. We packed up, as slowly as possible, to extend our vacation, and we set off on our drive back to Edmonton, stopping on the way for snacks.
I put together a slideshow of the alarmingly little photos and videos I took, attempting to piece together the memories we made.



