Showing posts with label British Columbia. Show all posts
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Wednesday, February 28, 2024

Out to the Mountains and Back # 2: Across Canada by Train, Vancouver to Edmonton

 The 4-night train trip from Vancouver to Toronto can be fairly broken into two unequal parts -- and is seen that way by a large percentage of travellers:
 
[1]  Mountains

[2]  Everything else

This may seem a little unfair to the Prairie provinces and Ontario, but it is a realistic assessment all the same. On each of four occasions that I have taken the full cross-Canada train ride, there have been a large number of passengers who only joined the train for the Vancouver to Jasper or Edmonton portion. On this occasion, we started from Vancouver with a fifteen car train and left Edmonton for the east with only twelve cars. Three sleepers were removed from the consist during the Edmonton stop, as their passengers had all detrained. In fact, VIA assigns passengers to the different cars according to whether they are going only through the mountains or further afield, to make this removal of the surplus vehicles feasible.

The trip begins at the former Canadian National Railways terminal in Vancouver, the distinguished Pacific Central Station on Terminal Avenue, just east of False Creek.

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One of the station's seven tracks is sequestered for the use of the Amtrak Cascades trains to and from Seattle, whose passengers clear U.S. Customs in the station before boarding the train. The remainder are used by VIA Rail Canada as a "parking garage" for the rolling stock of the trans-Canada train, the Canadian. I owe that "parking garage" image to the Skyline dome car attendant on my train, by the way. Thanks, Jennifer! But this picture certainly proves the point. Our train is hiding coyly in the middle of the row of five, with only the extreme tail end of the last car peeking around the others. 


That picture was actually taken from the outdoor terrace with numerous tables and chairs which forms the main part of the VIA Sleeper Class Lounge in Vancouver. You can wait here, with coffee, tea, juice, water, and cookies until boarding time -- which normally happens around 2:30 PM for departure at 3:00 PM. Here's a map to show the route for the mountain leg of the trip.


Between Vancouver and Kamloops, the two main companies (Canadian National and Canadian Pacific) share and trade sides of the Fraser River and Thompson River gorges, so they very sensibly pool traffic, with all eastbound trains travelling on the CN lines while the westbound trains use the CP lines. This involves several crossings of the rivers in question on both routes. It also means that the intermediate request stops between Vancouver and Kamloops are different on westbound and eastbound trains. Ashcroft is a stop on both routes, but using two different stations.

Sadly, due to the 27-hour running time from Vancouver to Edmonton, it's impossible for the train to traverse all of the glorious mountain country in daylight. VIA's schedule sacrifices the Fraser/Thompson canyons south of Kamloops in favour of the mountains around Jasper. The train leaves  Vancouver at 3:00 PM, and only a few views of the lower Fraser River are possible in winter before darkness sets in. The first river crossing is at New Westminster, where four bridges are packed closely together. There's the low level railway bridge, the bright orange arched road bridge, and the futuristic cable-stayed bridge used by Vancouver's rapid transit, the Skytrain. They're being joined by a new and wider highway bridge now under construction.
 

Farther along the route, the train passes under the new Port Mann Bridge which carries the Trans-Canada Highway across to the river's southern bank for its trip east. I'm old enough to remember when the first Port Mann Bridge was a significant new engineering feat in Canada (1964). After the completion of the new bridge, the old bridge was demolished by "reverse construction," a process which took three years.


More placid views upriver allow a few sightings of distant peaks.
 


The train is well to the north of Kamloops, in the North Thompson river valley, before daylight returns in the morning. We spent much of this first full day travelling through a gentle fall of big fluffy snowflakes, descending quietly on the earth with no sign of wind at all. 
 
 
The scenic highlight of this part of the line is Pyramid Creek Falls, which cannot be seen from the nearby highway. The train always slows right down to give all the passengers a good look. I've seen it in summer but this is the first time I've passed the falls in winter, at least in daylight.
 

 

The train crosses the height of land at the head of the Thompson River valley and then descends into the Rocky Mountain Trench to pass through the village of Valemount.
 
 
Valemount marks the beginning of the big climb to the Yellowhead Pass. Here, CN has preserved both of the ancestor competing railways which went through the Yellowhead side by each. Eastbound trains use the old line of the Canadian Northern Railway, which has a longer and gentler grade, while the steeper Grand Trunk Pacific line is used by westbound trains descending the mountain slopes. The two lines merge together again to cross the Fraser River at the top of the main ascent. 
 
Both lines give a splendid view of Mount Robson, the tallest peak in the Canadian Rocky Mountains -- when the weather cooperates. This day, however, was one of the average of 300 days a year when Mount Robson is obscured by clouds. In this case, it was completely buried as we were ourselves well inside the cloud base.
 
Once we were up the hill, we joined the downhill line and then crossed the youthful Fraser River and rolled in more snow along the shores of Moose Lake, the Fraser's headwaters. 
 

 

 Believe it or not, these are in fact colour photos. There were no colours to speak of on this snowy day, just monochrome greys.
 
At the far end of the lake, we passed the summit of the pass and then continued downhill as the snow faded away and stopped, to the railway town of Jasper. VIA Rail has two routes which meet here: the twice-weekly Canadian and the three-times-weekly Skeena which runs northwest to Prince George and on to Prince Rupert on the Pacific coast, just south of Alaska. CN also maintains a multi-track yard in Jasper for its freight operations. The distinctive name makes the Skeena sound important, but in fact it normally consists of a baggage car, one coach, and a dome car. That's it, that's all!

Jasper is one of the extended stops the Canadian makes, and passengers are required to exit the platform if they do choose to leave the train. I never miss a chance to get out and stretch my legs, so I went for a good long walk along the main street. Jasper is a great place to shop for gifts, or for any essentials which you may have forgotten. We had to show our boarding passes again to reboard at departure time.
 
 
Across the street from the station, the old Administration Office of Jasper National Park sits in a tree-shaded park of its own. 

 
Here, the Whistlers Resort poses directly across the street from the station, in front of the mountain which gives the resort its name. This peak is not to be confused with the famous Whistler ski resort in southern British Columbia. The mountain was named after the strange whistling call of the hoary marmot, a sizable species of rodent which lives on the peak's higher reaches. The Whistlers is also the site of Jasper's aerial tramway which gives splendid views (on clear days) from the mountaintop along three major valleys stretching west, south, and northeast, with the town at the spot where the valleys join.

 
The rustic building beside the park must surely be among the most picturesque bank branches to be found anywhere in Canada.

 
There are several publicly displayed woodcarvings of animals in various spots in town, with bears a favourite subject. The bear was already identified as an animal connected with Jasper long before I was born. But I do recall, as a child, being entertained by the single-panel cartoons of a bear named Jasper which appeared in Macleans Magazine from 1948 to 1968. He was adopted as the official mascot of Jasper National Park in 1968, and his statue still stands there. However, it had been moved after my last visit so I didn't get to visit him this time. I was afraid they'd just gotten rid of him. Instead, I got a picture of this furry specimen on display in the station. Jasper the Bear looked a lot friendlier than this one!

 
 Before getting back on the train to continue the trip, I had to do a selfie in front of the name plaque of my sleeping car. 
 

Most of the sleeping cars on the Canadian are "Manors" although an unrenovated "Chateau" sleeper may make an occasional appearance, especially in the busy summer season. Dining cars have a name drawn from one of Canadian Pacific's classic old railway hotels -- ours was "Alexandra" after the original CPR hotel in Winnipeg. The famous rounded-off dome car at the tail end of the train is always named after a national park. Ours was "Kootenay Park" which I think may have been the Park car on my very first ride on the Canadian, in 1960.
 
The mountain show continues after leaving Jasper for quite a while as the train follows the Athabasca River valley east from Jasper. Even on a cloudy day with more snow threatening, these peaks still present quite a spectacle.
 





 
The train then crosses the Athabasca River and climbs over the high hill of Obed Summit before dropping down into the plateau leading towards the Saskatchewan River valley. At this point, the mountain crossing is over. It's still several hours of forest, hills, and lakes before the evening arrival into Alberta's capital city of Edmonton.
 
 
 


Tuesday, February 27, 2024

Out to the Mountains and Back # 1: The Beauty of Life in Kelowna

It's a natural fit. I've loved being around and near mountains for as long as I can remember. Kelowna is a modern city, surrounded by mountains, on the shores of Lake Okanagan in southern British Columbia. When my nephew, Robert Stephen, tells me he's got another commission to create a new work for Ballet Kelowna, that gives me all the reason I need to pack my bags. I had no part at all in making Robert the wonderful artist he is. I'm just extravagantly proud of him, and go to see any of his work whenever I can manage it. Call me a "Robert Stephen groupie."
 
So this trip began with an overnight stay in a hotel at Toronto airport, followed by a morning flight to Calgary and an early afternoon connection to Kelowna. On the main flight to Calgary, I had put in a request for upgrade using my credits, not with much hope, but at boarding time I got the upgrade to the last available seat in the Premium Economy cabin. On Air Canada, this means that the flight is being operated by a wide bodied aircraft, normally dedicated to overseas service. The Business Class cabin has individual pods with lie-flat seats that turn into beds. Premium Economy is not unlike the Business Class on a narrow-bodied aircraft: wider seats (seven across instead of nine), much better legroom, with the same or similar meal offering as Business Class, and free alcoholic beverages. 

That certainly made the flight much easier! The breakfast and coffee were delicious. And then, I walked off the plane in Calgary and my connecting flight was at the gate directly across the hall -- barely fifty steps' walking. Was I getting the breaks that day, or what? The 1-hour flight to Kelowna was on a commuter turboprop with 72 seats, so there was only a simplified beverage service, but that was fine.

I was soon checked into my go-to hotel in Kelowna, the Delta Grand Okanagan Resort. It has a splendid view over the waterfront park to the waters of the lake, especially so when you get an upgrade to a higher floor with the view. The view to the south from my room takes in the huge marina and waterfront promenade. You can also see the outdoor portion of the hotel's pool, the hot tub, and the covered outdoor pool which will be opened and surrounded with lounge chairs  when the warmer weather comes.
 
 
To the east, you see more mountains with snow.

 
The view to the southwest gives a clear sight of the bridge across the narrows of Lake Okanagan. This vital link not only continues the highway southbound down the valley to Penticton and on to the U.S.border, but also leads to the freeway which runs west through the mountains to the Coquihalla Highway, the main route of the Trans Canada Highway towards Vancouver.


The resort has a lovely indoor-outdoor pool, plus a sizable outdoor-only pool which will open in warmer weather. There are indoor and outdoor hot tubs, although the indoor one was out of order. I'm not surprised. So many hotels are pulling the things out altogether. They're a royal pain in the you-know-where to keep running because people keep dumping drinks and food into them, "by accident" of course, and clogging the jet pumps. Nor does it help when people decide to bring the shampoo and wash their flipping hair in the hot tub! Yes, it happens.
 

As soon as you step out the door of the hotel, you see this view across the lagoon towards the mountains on the far shore of Lake Okanagan.
 
 
The hotel also looks impressive when looking backwards from across the lagoon in the park.
 
 
I did a lot of walking in that park, and along the waterfront walking path as a whole. Yes, the weather was a bit chilly, but with hardly any wind, the outdoor walking was a delight. Here are a few pictures of the outdoor park area north of the hotel. 

 
On top of a small hill in the park is this artificial spring, which feeds two small streams tumbling downhill over rocky beds into the lagoon. 
 
 
A panorama of the lake and mountains from the slopes of that small hill. 


The trees show fascinating sculptural silhouettes in winter when stripped of vegetation.
 


 
What looks like clear, calm water at a first glance proves to be a very thin skin of new ice with an equally thin layer of liquid water lying on top of it. The true open water is riffled by the breeze.


At noon on my first full day, I walked north a bit from the resort, and at the first bend in the road found this impressive and evocative sculpture.
 

In another couple of blocks, I came to the Train Station Pub. I ate there twice, and highly recommend it as both meals were fantastic. So was the service. Here's the exterior of the old station.

Here's a better view of the delightful statue of an old-school train conductor standing on the corner outside the pub.
 

 The interior of the pub shows a thoughtful mix of the old and the new.


In the area south of the resort, there are some further striking public art sculpture installations.
 


 
One of them actually appears as a location on Google Maps. "Ogopogo" is the name of the mysterious water beast which lives in the lake. Ogopogo is quite likely a first cousin of the Loch Ness Monster, and like Nessie is lengthy, serpentine in form, and shy to the point of being reclusive. The map label, "Ogopogo Statue", sounds impressive, but the result is better described as whimsical and user friendly.  Parents are always coming to perch their little ones on Ogopogo's back or head for pictures.

 
There's also a sizable outdoor skating rink, and a sunny weekend day like this with the high temperature just below freezing was perfect for skating. 


Just inland from the promenade lies the Kelowna Community Theatre, and here it is from the outside, with the advertising sign for the ballet's production plainly visible on the right. 


Here's a picture from Ballet Kelowna's social media of the cast after the performance of Robert's new work, Mustard, inspired by the play of the same name by Kat Sandler. Robert is standing second from left in the back row. The entire show was fantastic, both Mustard and the other premiere, Delicate Fire, by the company's Artistic Director, Simone Orlando.

Ballet Kelowna photo.
 
The afternoon after the final performance, I flew down to Vancouver. The takeoff from Kelowna's airport showed both an intriguing cloud pattern in the sky and a clear and detailed view of the city centre on the shore of the lake.  
 

 
I spent a relaxing night at the Westin Wall Centre hotel near the airport, another location I recommend highly. A top floor room gave a spectacular view over the industrial district near the airport to the majestic mountains on the north shore of Burrard Inlet, including the two angular peaks of the Lions of Vancouver.
 

The next day, I rode the hotel's free shuttle back to the airport and then took the Skytrain downtown, changing trains at the Waterfront station to get out to the Main Street station. From there, it was a short one-block walk to the Pacific Central Station on Terminal Avenue, the point of departure for my trip home.