Monday, July 6, 2026

Trail Magic on the GDMBR - Jasper to Banff to Jasper


post by Corrine

I was so tired. And I needed food and a place to sleep. I needed help. I needed divine intervention. I needed a trail angel.

I was riding from Jasper to Banff on the Great Divide Mountain Bike Route, the 370-mile northernmost portion of the GDMBR. That day I had ridden over 70 miles with almost 6000 feet of climbing. I had spent a couple of hours in a thunderstorm. I was almost out of food. I was ready to be done for the day. And finally, there it was! The Sunset Outfitters. My goal! I had been riding hard all afternoon to make it there so I could resupply at their store and possibly rent a cabin for the night. 

But. . . the store was closed and nobody was around. What to do? I saw a guy opening a gate to the RV area and asked if he knew where the owners were. He didn’t, but he enlisted another long-term RVer, Michelle, to help me. She took me to the owner’s RV, but nobody was home. My heart sank. 

As Michelle and I walked around, I explained my dilemma. I needed food and I needed a place to spend the night. She said she had some snacks she could give me. And then she offered me some of her leftover pasta dinner. I was so grateful!

Michelle, my trail angel at Sunset Outfitters

I joined her in her RV, and she heated up the pasta and brought out snacks and drinks. And then another neighbor brought over a sandwich for me to take with me the next day. So nice! I asked Michelle if I could camp somewhere. She told me to just stay in one of the empty cabins and figure it out in the morning. She would explain it to the owner. Another relief! 


Belly full, a bit rested, and buoyed by the magic of these trail angels, I headed over to one of the empty cabins for the night. The kindness of strangers can be so uplifting. And it wasn’t the only time it happened on my recent Jasper to Banff to Jasper adventure.

My Route


The Great Divide Mountain Bike Route is a 3000-mile mostly off-pavement route between Canada and Mexico that was created by the Adventure Cycling Association (ACA). I had ridden most of it when I raced the Tour Divide in 2018. That race starts in Banff and basically follows the route of the GDMBR. So, I had not done the Jasper to Banff portion, and it intrigued me. I had heard mixed reviews about it – some said it was great, others said it had too much logging and mining truck traffic. I decided to bike a loop by doing the GDMBR from Jasper to Banff and then cycling back on the paved Icefield Parkway, which I had driven more than once and knew had spectacular scenery. 

The portion of the GDMBR that I rode.  I cycled back to Jasper on highway 93

This trip had been partly inspired by Ryan Van Duzer – a YouTube bikepacker and acquaintance – who lives in Boulder, CO. He was doing the entire GDMBR as part of the ACA’s 50th anniversary, so I timed my trip to coincide with his. And I invited my friend, Danni, along, too. A fun, big bikepacking trip with friends! Unfortunately, Danni had to cancel at the last moment due to a family emergency, and Ryan’s bike was temporarily lost by the airlines. He ended up postponing his start and had to forego the entire Canada portion of the route. But I was ready to go, so I decided to do the Jasper-to-Banff portion by myself. 

I knew the route would be challenging, mainly due to long distances without resupply. There are several 90-mile stretches with no food resupply and the few stores along the route have limited hours. I decided to carry a stove and several freeze-dried meals just in case. You can’t plan on trail magic. Here’s how my trip went. 

Day 1 – Jasper to Hinton 46 miles with 900 feet elevation gain


My first day was relatively easy. I biked to Hinton and stayed at a hotel. I also decided to skip the 9.4-mile Overlander Trail, an expert single-track trail that parallels the highway, since I am not good at technical terrain, especially on a fully loaded bike. It was a good shakedown ride with no fuss or bother. 


Day 2 – Hinton to Brazeau River Campground - 71 miles with 4300 feet elevation gain


I had been warned that there was a lot of truck traffic south of Hinton but to my surprise, only a couple of loaded logging trucks passed me. There had been plenty of rain, but the road wasn’t super muddy, and I was not dusted when they passed. Most of the day I was riding over forested hills with occasional glimpses of the big mountains to the southwest. I pulled up to Brazeau River Campground around dinnertime and was pleased to see another bikepacker there. Tom, from Hawaii, was biking the entire GDMBR in about two months, averaging about 30-40 miles/day. We shared stories over dinner and then it was off to bed.

One of the few logging trucks that passed me

Tom and I eat dinner together in the cooking shelter at the Brazeau River campground

Day 3 – Brazeau River Campground to Ram Falls Campground - 80 miles with 7800 feet elevation gain 


I set my goal to reach Ram Falls Provincial Park on day three. My friend, Janet, had told me to definitely check out this park. This meant an 80-mile day, even though there were earlier places to camp. That was a long, hard day on the bike. I started with several big climbs before getting to the town of Nordegg around lunchtime. This was the last good resupply stop for about 200 miles. 

And I had to get some pie at the recommendation of Dave, a friend of Danni, my friend who had to cancel.  While at the cafĂ©, I texted Dave, who lives in Banff. (Even though Danni wasn’t coming, Dave had offered me a place to stay when I got to Banff. A trail angel even before the trip started!) 

Mmmm!  Apple pie and ice cream!

While waiting for my lunch and pie, a female paramedic came up and commented on my bike set up. Then she asked if I was Corrine. I looked totally confused. I had never seen her before. But she told me that she was a friend of Dave and was currently working out of Nordegg. Dave had told her I was there, so she stopped by. What a nice surprise! She had lunch with me and although it wasn’t trail magic, it was fun and motivating to talk with a friendly person who also likes to go on adventures.

Jenny, a friend of Dave, surprises me at lunch in Nordegg!

After lunch, the hard day got even harder. I started with a 5-mile climb, most of it with 9-13% grades. My legs were toast, I had no energy, and it was the hottest part of a mostly sunny day. I walked a majority of that hill. It was followed by a nice descent, but then I had two more long steep climbs before the route finally leveled. I made it to Ram Falls Provincial Park at 8:30 PM. I quickly checked out the beautiful falls before I set up camp, made dinner, and got ready for the next day. 


Day 4 – Ram Falls Provincial Park to Sunset Outfitters - 80 miles with 5800 feet elevation gain


Another really tough day with steep climbs. I got caught in a thunderstorm for a couple of hours in the afternoon and got covered in grit from the road. I was running low on food and the only place to resupply was at Sunset Outfitters which was three miles off route. I knew I should stop there to be sure I had  enough food to make it the next 90 miles until the next resupply place. Once again, I was mostly riding through forested hills with occasional open valleys. I was so happy to finally get to the turn off for Sunset Outfitters but then so disappointed that the store wasn’t open and the owner wasn’t around. Thank goodness for Michelle, a true trail angel! 

I had a couple of hours of riding through thunderstorms


Day 5 – Sunset Outfitters to Banff - 107 miles with 5400 feet elevation gain


I wasn’t sure how far to go this day. Should I push all the way to Banff? But that was so long and I’d just had three hard days. Should I go off route to Cochrane at about 55 miles in? I decided to just see how the day went. 

Most of the climbing came in the first 50 miles. Then I had an hour of rain and when that stopped, the headwinds started. Ugh. It wasn’t horrible, but it was demoralizing. My stomach wasn’t doing well. I didn’t feel like eating and nothing I had tasted good. I started bonking as I came down the trunk road towards Highway 1A where I had to make the decision to either turn east off route to Cochrane or west towards Canmore. I was thinking there was no way I could make it all the way to Canmore. 


But then I saw three children up ahead flagging me down. They had a roadside stand selling firewood to campers and had Pepsi and potato chips, too. Those kids were my lifesavers! True trail magic! 

I drank a Pepsi and ate chips and felt instantly revived! New life in my legs. A new attitude after inhaling all the major bikepacking food groups; caffeine, sugar, salt, and fat! I knew I could keep going until I could resupply in Exshaw, still 30 miles away. 

Trail angels

I still hadn’t decided how far I would go, but the scenery kept getting more spectacular, which boosted my spirits. Unfortunately, biking on 1A was not fun. It has no shoulder and a steep ditch. It was not as busy as Canada Highway 1 but busy enough. 

Highway 1A - no shoulder and a steep drop off.  Not great for cycling but at least not too much traffic.

When I reached Exshaw I debated stopping. The town is an industrial place, not all that enticing. And it was less than 15 miles to Canmore, which is a nice mountain town. I used my phone to look for a hotel in Canmore, but the prices were outrageous. And it was only another 15 miles from there to Banff, all on a mostly flat bike path. I had just enough daylight to make it to Banff, even with that slight headwind. And in Banff I could stay at Dave’s place. I decided to go for it. I texted Dave and he was fine with me showing up at any time of day or night. It would be a long day, but a free bed, food, laundry, shower and a friendly face were awaiting me. I could do it. And I did, arriving with the last bit of daylight. 


Arriving in Banff at sunset - 10:30 PM

Day 6 – Rest day in Banff


Dave and Brenda are true trail angels. Besides being friends with Danni, they are also mutual friends with our friends, Jill and Beat. Even after Danni had to bail, Dave offered me his house and to extract me if I had a problem along the way. He texted me with updates, suggestions, and words of encouragement as I was riding. He and Brenda are so welcoming. I took them out for dinner, which really didn’t cover my appreciation for everything they did.

Dave and Brenda - such amazing people and trail angels

After my rest day, I planned to bike the 180 miles back to Jasper on the paved Bow Valley and Icefield Parkways. I thought about doing it over three days but checked the weather forecast which called for persistent rain. I decided to do it in two days and booked one of the last beds at the Rampart Hostel which was about half way. If the rain came, at least I had a dry place to spend the night.

Day 7 – Banff to Rampart Hostel - 94 miles with 4900 feet elevation gain


The day started cloudy but with great views. There was minimal traffic along the Bow Valley Parkway, and I stopped frequently for photos. I made it to Lake Louise by lunchtime. While I ate lunch the sky started to sprinkle which turned into rain that just got heavier and heavier as the day progressed. 


The day ended up being one of the most miserable days I have had on a bike. It was cold (temps in the lower 40’s Fahrenheit), rainy, a bit of a headwind and a lot of climbing up and over a big pass. At the top, I put on all the layers I had except my puffy jacket and sleep clothes, but I still froze on the long, long descent. By the time I arrived at Saskatchewan Crossing I was soaking wet, shivering and my teeth were chattering. I popped into the restaurant to warm up with some soup but then headed back into the rain as I still had 8 miles to the hostel. I was so glad I had made a reservation. I checked in, was given the tour, and then was told there was a wood-fired sauna all ready for use! I quickly unpacked, then headed to the sauna with my roommates and basked in the heat until I was toasty warm. It was just the kind of trail magic I needed after a tough day on the bike.

Wind, rain, cold and climbing but still smiling!

Rampart Hostel - my oasis for the night

My bunkmates, Joshua and Amelie, ready to sauna.  The rooms sleep 6 but only 3 showed up for our room for the night.

A wood-fired sauna never felt so good!

Day 8 – Back to Jasper – 89 miles with 4200 feet elevation gain


At 2 AM it was still pouring rain, but by the time my alarm went off at 6 AM, the rain had stopped. My last day on the bike was phenomenal. Incredible views the whole day. Mountains, glaciers, waterfalls, wildflowers, wildlife. I saw it all. I saw more wildlife than I had the rest of the ride combined. I saw elk, deer, mountain goats and even a black bear right next to the road. Trail magic doesn’t always have to involve humans!

Mountain goats!

Elk!

There was a bit of traffic on the parkway, but it has a good shoulder. Four bikepackers from the UK caught me on the pass and we cycled down to the Icefield Center and had lunch together comparing notes on how miserable the day prior had been. They were riding from Calgary to Vancouver on paved roads and were staying in hotels so had very little gear on their bikes. I was a little envious! 

Lunch with the UK bikepackers

The air got hazy and then smoky as I made my way back to Jasper in the afternoon. The smoke was from wildfires in the Northwest Territories and got worse the farther north I went. I was so glad I hadn’t had to deal with that earlier. I finally arrived in Jasper around dinner time. I celebrated on my own at a local pub. I had done it! The trip was harder than I expected and the hills after the second day really kicked my butt. More than I expected. Was it because I am older? Was it the extra weight I was carrying? Am I not in top form yet after fracturing my hip 4 months ago? Probably all those things. Despite all that, I felt proud that I was still capable of doing hard things and adventuring on my own. 


After dinner, I retrieved my truck and started the long drive back home. I had planned to stop and explore on my way back, but it ended up being cold and rainy, so I just beelined it all the way home, instead, doing the 1800 mile drive in just 3 days. 

If You Plan to Go - My Thoughts About the Jasper-Banff Route


The Jasper to Banff portion of the GDMBR is a mixed bag. There are plenty of provincial campgrounds to camp in and there is plenty of water along the route. (Though I was surprised that the campgrounds didn’t have bear boxes for food. There are bears in the area, so I stashed my food in outhouses or garbage bins for safety.) 

The route is quite remote with minimal resupply places. And many of those resupply places have limited hours. You need to carry plenty of food with you. Or make a lot of miles per day. I rode longer days than I had wanted, partly due to being goal-oriented but mostly due to resupply issues. I didn’t want to carry more weight than I already was. The riding was harder than I expected, too. I didn’t expect as many steep hills in the foothills of the Rockies. The rest of the GDMBR is hard, but I just didn’t expect it on this section for some reason.


I had some traffic in certain areas, especially around 7 in the morning and 4 in the afternoon. I assume this was due to shift changes at the mining and logging places. Other cyclists have experienced lots of big logging trucks, but I didn’t; I guess I just got lucky.

The scenery was nice but not as good as other parts of the GDMBR. There was a lot of riding in forested hills. The Icefield Parkway has more spectacular scenery. Yes, it has car traffic, but it has a good shoulder, and the views are outstanding the entire way. If you want to do the entire GDMBR and want solitude and remote areas, then go for it on the GDMBR route but be prepared to be very self-sufficient. But after having done both, I think taking the Icefield Parkway from Jasper to Banff is the better option. 




Saturday, June 20, 2026

The Amazing Senior Biker Babes Do Denali!



Amazing! 

That sums up my five-day Denali trip with the Senior Biker Babes. And it sums up how I felt on the last day as I biked uphill to meet the others. I had a huge smile on my face. My heart and soul were filled with joy. This is what I love. This is what makes me the happiest. Being physically active, riding my bike, in wilderness and natural beauty. 

We had four days of incredible weather, no rain, no bugs, and mostly tail winds. The Alaska Range was out in all its glory. And I got to share all this with three amazing women. Amazing biking with amazing scenery and amazing women! 

How the Amazing Senior Biker Babes' Denali Adventure Evolved


The idea for this trip started rolling from a meeting a year ago. 

I met Lynn in the Washington, D.C., area at the end of my Bike Nonstop US bike race last summer. She is friends with my good friends, Elisa and Steve, who live in Arlington, Virginia. Lynn came out with Elisa, Steve, and Eric to bike with me to my finish. We spent time together after the race and I found out that she hadn’t yet biked in just three states, and one was Alaska. So, I immediately invited her to Fairbanks to show her some of the most scenic bike riding in the world and she answered an emphatic yes. 


Then I started scheming. What other older women biking friends could I invite? I knew that our truck could hold four people and their bikes so I could invite two other women. I immediately thought of both Linda and Carolyn and reached out to them. Surprisingly, everybody was available to come the second week of June.

I wanted us to bike in Denali National Park for one day. I figured we could take the bus in as far as possible and then bike back out. That would give people the option to get back on a bus if the weather was terrible or they were flagging. Each bus can only carry two bikes so I knew we would have to start at different times. We would send  Lynn and Linda on the earlier bus and then  Carolyn I would try to catch them after taking the next bus. 

The Denali park bus with 2 of our bikes on the front

I also wanted us to bike on the Denali Highway. I love biking that highway but it’s a one-way trip and the logistics of a shuttle allowing all of us to bike the entire 135 miles were daunting. I’ve biked on the Denali Highway at least a dozen times, so I really didn’t care if I did the whole thing. That freed me up so that I could drive the truck to our destination each day, then bike back to meet everybody and still get plenty of time in the saddle. And that would add flexibility since the truck could be a “sag wagon” if somebody didn’t want to ride the whole way each day. 

Our truck as our "sag wagon"

I also decided that this would be a glamping trip. We would stay in lodges and hotels, not tents. That would lessen how much gear everybody had to bring and would make sense if the weather was not great. I sent the itinerary to everybody, and they all thought it looked great. 

Relaxing at our room at the Alpine Creek Lodge - photo courtesy of Lynn

As the trip got closer, I got more and more excited. I love showing Alaska to Outsiders, especially when I know they will appreciate the beauty and wildness of our state. 

Meet the Senior Biker Babes


Since we are all over age 65, we decided to call ourselves the Senior Biker Babes. Here’s the crew. (Except for me. If you’re reading this blog, I figure you know who I am. If not, read back on the posts!) 

Lynn – age 76


Lynn is amazing. She has several Guinness World Records for being the oldest woman to have biked across the U.S., Canada, and Europe. Steve and Elisa, my good friends from Arlington, introduced me to Lynn a couple of years ago. Steve bikes with Lynn and let me know about her attempt to try and be the oldest woman at age 75 to bike the length of Europe north to south. I followed her blog on that journey in 2024 and then met her in person last summer. Unfortunately, she developed a herniated disc and lumbar stenosis last winter and needed back surgery 6 months ago. But despite that, she was ready to do this trip. Lynn doesn’t really like gravel but was willing to go outside her comfort zone.


Carolyn – age 66


Carolyn is another amazing older biker. I met her online while she was racing the Tour Divide the year after me in 2019. Unfortunately, her leg swelled up, causing her to drop out of the race. But during that, I reached out with some medical advice. We stayed in touch through Strava and Facebook and have talked a few times on the phone but had never met in person before this trip. Carolyn loves gravel and continues to do long gravel bike races, often in Minnesota, where she lives. She has finished countless races ranging from several hours to several days in length. She likes to push herself and see what she is capable of. She is a retired teacher, married with a husband who supports her biking endeavors, and has five grandchildren. Also, like me, she is a quilter. Carolyn was the strongest biker of our group.


Linda – age 72


Linda was the only “babe” I had spent much time with. I met her online when she decided to ride the Tour Divide in 2021. I gave her some advice and followed her journey during the race.  Linda and I have stayed in touch ever since. In 2022 she visited Eric and me in Alaska while her wife, who is supportive but not a big biker, did a cruise trip that ended in Fairbanks. During that visit, Linda and I biked and talked and became good friends. And in 2023, Linda joined Eric and me and a few other friends on a 7-day hut-to-hut bike trip from Durango to Moab. 


Linda has been riding bikes since she was a teenager and doesn’t even own a car. She once worked as a roving bike mechanic and stays very active. She has been involved in gay rights advocacy, has fostered children, still works as a mediator, and has several other pursuits. 

Have I mentioned how amazing these women are?

The Amazing Senior Biker Babes' Adventure


The day we drove to Denali it rained, but after that the weather improved. We had mostly cloudy to mostly sunny skies for our biking days. We never needed bug dope. We had light winds only, often as a tailwind. Really the weather doesn’t get much better than this for a trip to the Alaska Range. What’s the word to describe it? Oh, yeah: Amazing! 

Denali National Park Road


We had a 43-mile day on the Denali Park Road after being dropped off by the buses at their turnaround spot before the Pretty Rocks bridge work. Linda and Lynn took the bus first and started biking. Then Carolyn and I followed. We biked at a good clip and finally caught up to the other two at the Teklanika River. Nobody saw any close-up big wildlife, but we did see caribou and sheep off in the distance. I really wanted them to see bears in Denali (preferably from the bus) but no such luck. However, Denali did start peeking out from the clouds as we made our way back to our truck. And we had a wonderful night’s rest in cute cabins along Carlo Creek at The Perch.


One of the cute A-frame cabins at The Perch

The Denali Highway


The next three days on the Denali Highway were superb. The first day was 67 miles to Alpine Creek Lodge. Lynn thought she might be too slow for the group so decided to get dropped off halfway to our destination. As the two of us drove up the first hill, we could see that Denali was out behind us, so we stopped for a photo. I had told Linda and Carolyn to stop and look back as they were biking, but they were so focused on that first climb that they never did! They missed seeing Denali! But fortunately, there were plenty of other gorgeous mountains to see all day. 

Denali out in all her glory

After I dropped Lynn off about halfway, I biked back to meet the other two then biked with them back to the truck. I then drove to the lodge, checking in with Lynn as I passed her to make sure she was okay. After parking the truck at the lodge, I biked back to meet everybody again. Linda was flagging in the afternoon after that long day. She was the last one to the lodge, but she recovered after a hot meal and a shower. Both Linda and I saw a fox that day but not much in the way of other wildlife.

Meeting back up with Linda and Carolyn on the Susitna River bridge

Following a fox up the road

The next day was shorter, but still a beefy 46 miles and it included the big climb to Maclaren Summit. Once again, I drove Lynn a short distance ahead before I headed to Maclaren Lodge and biked back to meet everybody. Lynn, after doing the summit decided she was satisfied for the day, so she drove the truck to that day’s destination at Tangle Lakes Lodge allowing me to ride the rest of the distance. 

At the Maclaren River before the big climb

Maclaren Summit sign - not actually at the high point and covered in so many stickers that you can't read it anymore!

The views all day were spectacular. And we even had enough energy after dinner to do a short tundra hike. We saw and heard trumpeter swans and loons in the evening. 



Evening hike on the tundra

It was fun to reconnect with the owners of Tangle Lakes Lodge, Dave and Tawnia and their son Trek. Eric and I had done a trip there in spring of 2025 with some friends, and Eric wrote a story for the Fairbanks Daily News-Miner, which had increased their spring bookings. I highly recommend staying at their lodge. They are the best hosts and their pizza is great!

Our cabin at Tangle Lakes Lodge

The last day was a quick 22 miles with a long 10-mile fun descent at the end. But I drove the truck to the end at Paxon, which meant I first had a long climb back up to meet everybody. We met at a rest stop lookout. I got there just before the others. We all stopped for a group photo before the final descent. We finally got a little rain but not even enough to stop and put on rain jackets. After packing up the truck, we drove home with a stop at the Buffalo Center Drive-In for milkshakes. And, of course, a stop at the Santa Claus House, because you got to do the tourist thing with tourists! Then it was a flurry of packing up bikes and washing clothes before everybody was off on their way home or to their next adventure.


Things Just Clicked


Despite us not really knowing each other well, we had a great time over our five-day adventure. We all had different biking speeds but worked out the biking without any problems. We were all flexible, accommodating, and worked well together whether it was packing and unpacking the truck, deciding where to eat, or who was going to share rooms and beds. We laughed and told stories and had so much fun together. Some people act as though older women are irrelevant, but they obviously don’t know this group of senior women! We may be older, but we aren’t done having fun and adventures. I would 100% do another trip with these women! These Amazing Senior Biker Babes!