To start exploring the surroundings, I booked several tours that would occupy most of my stay in Jasper National Park. In the remaining days, I planned to actively explore the surroundings on my own. The fires were still visible in the distance, occasionally covering some areas with a smoky haze on the distant horizon. So, early in the morning, as per my plan, a minibus picked me up and embarked on a day trip to view the local scenic beauty.
Our first stop was what is known as the 'Maligne Canyon'. It's the deepest canyon in the Rockies, quite unusual, and I hadn't heard much about it before. If lakes and classic views of mountains against the backdrop of water, forest, and landscapes are very typical for Jasper, this canyon seems to be undeservedly overlooked. In reality, it's the deepest canyon in the Rockies, reaching a depth of over 50 meters at certain points and being crossed by six bridges at various points along its course. So you can not only stroll along its rocky, chalk-covered, forest-laden shores but also occasionally descend closer to the water or cross from one side to another, peeking into the abyss where a stream churns below.
At this time of the year, despite the turbulent stream below, the water is considered very calm, and the situation with the canyon is entirely different when there are heavy rains or melting snow. A reminder of this are the places where the water has swept away and ground down logs as if they were matchsticks from a matchbox. Such logs, carried by the water along the stream within this canyon, look like heaps of logs that the water had played with like matchsticks and then, having had its fill of fun, tossed in a heap of broken ones somewhere high up in the canyon.
Once I started studying its features online. I saw very fantastic pictures of it shot in the winter period. In general, I must say that it seems to me that the Canadian Rockies deserve a separate trip in winter. This will be a completely different perspective, and completely different views, and it will not give a sense of déjà vu but will give a sense of something new. So, I will mentally put this into my notebook for the future.
However, I didn't have much time at the canyon. Most of it was only enough to walk along some part of it for about half an hour, peering inside, looking out from bridges occasionally. Sometimes along the route, there is something like an observation deck where you can stand and try to capture in the frame the whimsical shapes of its narrow slices cutting upwards from below or a bit to poison the d and try to enjoy the local silence of the local coniferous forests. So, take a look around, this is the beginning of the day, and my journey lies further, to the next points.