Roughing it in the Canadian wilderness with no running water or toilets is something I refused to do … until someone said the magic word: horses. Last summer, I was presented with the opportunity to ride for two days, three hours per day into the prairie wilderness, boldly going where no motorized vehicles are allowed to go, searching for herds of wild bison on a mount that would be mine, for 48-hours anyway. Bison are cool, but let’s face it – they had me at horses.
Clearly, I’m not one of the European or Asian tourist (and many North American) lured by the romance of the wild west and an authentic cowboy experience that Gord Vaadeland from Sturgeon River Ranch Adventures and his crew (two guides and Glenn Hegland, the driver of the wagon led by two beautiful black Percherons) pull off without a hitch several times a week every summer in Prince Albert National Park north of Saskatoon, Saskatchewan.
It’s an understatement to say I went on this Sturgeon River Ranch riding excursion with some trepidation. The idea of travelling with a bag smaller than my usual carry-on, sleeping in a tipi and not showering for more than 48 hours struck a chord of dread in my soul. But hygiene be damned. Spending hours on horseback and days interacting with a herd of equine, including a mare and her foul, seemed a priceless experience. So I embraced the adventure armed with plenty of bug spray, two packages of wetnaps, and a ‘can do’ attitude I knew would fail me before the weekend was over.
Sturgeon River Ranch Adventures in Big River, Saskatchewan is a trail riding outfitter offering three- and five-hour rides into the remote part of the park, as well as the grand-daddy of all western adventures: two, three and four nights under the stars around a campfire, cooking over an open fire (actually, guide Becky takes care of that) and sleeping in a tipi (on a plastic cot). When those from afar picture Canada, images vast expanses of wilderness track come to mind, yet it’s an experience few nationals will seek out. The crew does a great of job of guiding experienced and non-experienced riders (in Western saddles) through the brush, along the hill’s edge and into open swampy fields.
“Some people we take out have ridden before,” wrangler Christen tells me, “and some people have camped before. But few people have camped with horses.”
Located in the centre of the province, Prince Albert National Park has been preserving 3800 square kilometers of natural boreal forest since 1928 when it opened officially as a national park. It embraces the notoriety of being home to the preserved remote lakeside cabin home of naturalist and writer, Grey Owl from the 1930s. Also, wild bison roam free in this park (Canada’s only free ranging herd still within their historic range) and spotting them is part of experience.
But before we can camp, we have to get there. Our destination is a campsite of two permanently erected tipis (one storing cots and cooking equipment) far into the park for just this excursion.
After parking the cars at the entrance to the park and loading up the wagon with supplies, we say good-bye to what civilization lay behind us and head into the forest, first through clearly marked trails. But soon we’re riding through dense brush in this lesser traveled conservation land that’s accessible via hiking or horseback only. Here, the trails are narrow barely-carved paths between low hanging branches that whip faces as we ride by, and there’s absolutely no sign of human presence other than ours. This is the bucket list of trail rides, especially for those who can’t get enough of horses and dream of the great Canadian wilderness viewed from under the brim of a cowboy hat.
The park has a ‘front country’ that we don’t see. This is where almost all sane visitors (and families) gravitate to. This area is vehicle accessible and contains newly minted ‘Otentiks,’ ready-to-camp sites with tents containing raised beds, air mattresses and tables now a feature at many Canadian national parks. Showers and bathrooms are nearby.
But sanity and sanitation be dammed; it’s the park’s ‘back country’ that’s the domain of real outdoors people (and for some reason me), or a cowboy or two leading a group trying to be. It’s where we’re headed, and it’s the best place to spy herds, or small groups, of free-range wild bison that share the landscape with deer, elk, and even grey and black wolves (whose curiosity drew three of them creeping to the edge of our camp at 4 a.m.)
Night is the real challenge, but first the bison… (Next: Part II Overnight with Bison)
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