Le Huard Hut
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March 8, 2023
We spent the night in a comfortable cabin at a snowmobile resort. In the morning we dropped our luggage off at the
front desk and then started skiing down the snow machine highway towards the park. A massive mountain range loomed over
us nearly ten kilometers away, it's majestic cliffs distracting us from the truly awful ski conditions. At one short
rise, I put on my skins because grip on the icy machine trail was non-existent. I took them off for a short downhill
stretch, but the rough conditions had me put them on again for the next long descent to keep control. This was the
right move as I got down faster than the others who went down naked in survival ski mode.
Snow machine highway
Warm snow turing into pinwheels on the slopes
Sombody's elaborate tree fort as we approach the park
Finally we reached the park boundary where signs prohibitted snow mobiles, however it seems the park uses this as the
luggage shuttle route (we met the delivery crew shortly thereafter) so we resigned ourselves to skinning up the
machine track for the next hour to the top of the
pass. At the summit, we met a couple people, one from France and the other from Quebec, where we had a great
conversation in a mixutre of English, French, and finally most effectively in German.
Park boundary... no snowmobiles my ass
Climbing up to the pass.
From this point it was a fairly easy downhill coast to the hut. We abandonned the trail for the last 700m and skied
over Lac Thibault which was nice with a brisk wind at our tails pushing us along. We arrived at the hut just in time
for lunch. At the moment we are the only ones here, but two other bags in the boot room indicate that we may be joined
by another couple for the night.
Skiing across Lake Thibault to the hut
Our home for the night
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