Maligne Boat Tour

Our last event as a group was the boat on Mailgne lake. This is the tourist kind of thing I usually avoid like the plague. But out fearless leader said it is truly spectacular, so I went for it, am I am so glad I did.

The lake is the longest natural glacial fed alpine lake in Canada. The color varies from blues in the north to that green that marks the glacier fed lake at the south end.

The boat goes from the north end, to Spirit Island at the south. Winding between limestone peaks, draped with glaciers. I will let the photos tell their story.

Our boat captains/tourguides were two of the most competent, cheerful, kick ass young women, Bea and Kat. I have taken lots of photos of them to share with the granddaughters as role models. Kat was celebrating her 14km swim to Spirit Island the day before.

An interesting story is how adding trout to the lake changed the local ecosystem. Not long after introducing lake and rainbow trout to the lake the mountain goat population started a decline. It seems that the fish attracted eagle and osprey. As opportune feeders, the birds discovered an easy food source. They knock the mountain goats off their perches, and easy dinner!

Many of you know that i have a practice of touching water wherever I go. As I touch this water, I am aware that I am touching water that will go to the Arctic Ocean. A first for me. Anyone wanna go there with me next year?

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