
Hannah demonstrates her "jazz hands" on the trail to Lake Agnes
I get very annoyed with magazine editors who run teasers like, “The Top 10 secret hiking spots, or secret small towns, or secret erogenous zones, or some such nonsense.”
I mean, c’mon, do we have to advertise the best places to the whole world? Why can’t some things remain undiscovered?
So, it’s with some regret that I will announce my new favorite hiking trail. Though it’s really no secret. Lots of people visit it already. Just don’t tell anyone else, will you?
Last Friday we hiked to the teahouse at Lake Agnes, a beautiful glacial lake in the Canadian Rockies. The teahouse has no running water or electricity and all of its goods are brought in by foot, or horseback. It even has its own facebook page (so it’s not too secret). To get there, you hike about 3.4 kilometers from Lake Louise in Banff National Park. That’s the only clue I’m giving. You’ll just have to be adventurous and find it on your own from there.

Lake Agnes teahouse
Anyway, my sister Laura planned the hike and though Doug and I dragged behind a little bit, she and Hannah patiently waited for us to make it to the teahouse.
When we arrived, I was stunned by the selection. They don’t serve just any old tea. We chose Adams Peak Rare White Tea because Laura insisted that having Earl Gray would be a little like going to a specialty ice cream shop and ordering Vanilla. Point taken.

The Teahouse menu
Our waiter sold us on the tea when he explained that it is one of the few teas to be harvested above 8,000 feet on “a mountain sacred to almost all of the world’s religions” with a peak called “the footprint of Buddha.” Well … this tea must be tried. It was delicate and flavorful, just like my lemon poppyseed cake, and it gave me some extra oomph in my step as we climbed the next 2 kilometers to the peak of the Beehive for a spectacular view of the Canadian Rockies.

At the Beehive summit
On the drive back, we passed by Canmore, where Jennifer Aniston and Brad Pitt used to share a home. It was at this moment in the drive that Hannah turned and repeated a question to me that she overheard two other women puzzling over. It was a question so complex and concerning that I’m not sure it will ever be answered to anyone’s satisfaction.
She looked over at me in the car and said, “Why do you think Jennifer Aniston can’t keep a boyfriend?”
And so it is that I leave you with that little brain puzzler of a question, to be discussed over a pot of sacred tea in the heights of the Rocky Mountains. Truly, the answer may be the world’s final hidden secret.
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