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Warspite Lake

Dave and I have a knack for turning an easy outing into something a little more challenging. Ask anyone (yep, you, Margaret) who has hiked with us—every trip is an adventure. Hey, it doesn’t matter if it’s a quiet walk around Canmore—take a few trail detours, and three miles can quickly turn to six.

Warspite Creek.

We were looking for a simple, scenic hike to spend a Sunday afternoon. Warspite Lake via Black Prince Cirque Interpretive checked all the boxes: easy, short, and beautiful. The out and back route was just over four miles with an elevation gain of 700 ft (220 m). A lovely, soft-padded walk through a lush spruce forest. What on earth could go astray?

Trail just before the lake.

Once at the lake, we opted to follow the trail around the lake counterclockwise to take photos and escape people milling around the entrance. 

Warspite Lake

There were still frozen areas near the shoreline—unusual for late June in Kananaskis.

Lake ice.

Mount Black Prince, and Warspite, with Haig Glacier in the background.

Before long, Dave and I noticed a group who had passed us earlier was heading back. Soon after, we encountered a family trying to cross a rushing stream covered with downed trees. Dad scrambled his way across the logs to the far bank while Mom stood up to her knees in the icy water. Their kids stood silently—apparently wanting no part of it.

Nothing clear-cut here.

As Dave surveyed the situation, the parents retreated. The six-year-old glanced at her parents and then at us, exclaiming, ”This crossing is definitely for the young, nimble, and light of foot.”

Duly noted—and ignored. Dave deftly made his way across while I lumbered my way through the icy water.

No trail here.

Bushwhacking our way around the lake on a nonexistent trail covered with debris, fallen logs, and water was a bit unnerving initially but ultimately satisfying.

Bushwacking.

Once through the bog, the lakeshore became easier to navigate. The craggy white rocks surrounding this portion of the lake hosted several family picnics.

Heading back, we crossed paths with an outgoing spruce grouse.

It was an excellent way to spend a Sunday afternoon—detours included.