I set out to visit all 45 national parks. Instead I visited all 47

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I set out to visit all 45 national parks. Instead I visited all 47


GOOSE BAY, N.L.—I’ve finally done it. Visited all 47 of Canada’s national parks and reserves.

No asterisks, no missed reserves, no exceptions.

On Labrador’s Atlantic coast, a pristine 50-kilometre beach called Wunderstrand was recorded in ancient Viking sagas. It’s part of Akami-Uapishk-KakKasuak-Mealy Mountains National Park Reserve.
On Labrador’s Atlantic coast, a pristine 50-kilometre beach called Wunderstrand was recorded in ancient Viking sagas. It’s part of Akami-Uapishk-KakKasuak-Mealy Mountains National Park Reserve.  (John Honderich / Toronto Star)

To do so, this summer I had to fly as far north as commercial airlines will go and then to the wilds of central and eastern Labrador.

My odyssey began early last year as a personal celebration of Canada’s 150th birthday with the goal of visiting every park. Now complete, I have trekked more than 100,000 kilometres to each province and territory in 18 separate and memorable journeys.

I visited 45 parks last year, but one new northern park officially opened later last year and a national reserve had somehow escaped my list. Thus my goal was not complete.

My first trip took me to the tiny Inuit hamlet of Resolute Bay on the south shore of Cornwallis Island, overlooking the Northwest Passage. Its street plan is laid out like the hoofprint of a caribou, and its 175 inhabitants live a stone’s throw from a giant airfield and weather station built in the ’40s by both the U.S. and Canada.

Resolute was created in 1953 as part of a High Arctic relocation program to assert Canadian sovereignty during the Cold War. Inuit from northern Quebec and Baffin Island were promised homes, and game to hunt. When they arrived, they found neither.

A promise to be able to return home after one year was also rescinded. In the ’90s, a royal commission recommended the survivors and their families be given $10 million. They finally received a formal apology from Ottawa in 2008.

Resolute is the jumping-off point to visit Qausuittuq National Park (pronounced kow-soo-ee-took), which means “place where the sun doesn’t rise” in Inuktitut. Located on the northern part of adjoining Bathurst Island and the Governor General Islands, it is approximately 11,000 square kilometres of Arctic tundra and ice-clogged waters.

Since the park is situated in one of the coldest and driest regions on earth, soil development and vegetation is sparse.

A visit in the recommended six-week window in midsummer comes, of course, at a time when the sun never sets. So it was as I set off with park director Jovan Simic in a chartered Twin Otter.

As it is with all northern charters, weather is always critical. When we took off, there were snow flurries and we encountered several snow squalls during the three-and-a-half-hour flight.

Simic, a one-time tennis pro from Toronto, has become a passionate environmentalist, intent on working with local Inuit in the joint management of this remote wilderness.

“We have a joint management committee and I speak with the elders about everything,” he explains. “One of their principal concerns was the survival of the Peary caribou population. The community has also been pushing for the clean-up of oil barrels abandoned from earlier Arctic exploration.”

As we fly over the still ice-clogged Northwest Passage, the impressive cliffs on the eastern edge of the park shortly come into view. From there unfold rolling hills, lowlands and highlands as far as the eye can see.

There is ne’er a tree or any appreciable vegetation to be seen. Patches of snow are all that interrupt the vast brownish tundra and rock.

We are able to land on a gentle hillside of tundra where Parks Canada has set up a retreat of two orange spherical “igloos,” where an overnight stay is possible. We see a small herd of muskox in the distance and what seem like wild swans in a nearby pond. Patches of purple saxifrage push up from the mushy tundra.

“So what do you think of our site?” an ever-so-proud Simic asks. As the snow flies, a reply does not come easily.

The rocky summits of the Mealy Mountains in Labrador.
The rocky summits of the Mealy Mountains in Labrador.

For my second trip of the year, I fly to Goose Bay in Labrador, a bustling community also set up next to a giant airfield. Now a Canadian air base, Goose Bay was built in 1941 as a strategic landing and refuelling spot for aircraft during the Second World War.

It is also the jump-off point to visit nearby Akami-Uapishk-KakKasuak-Mealy Mountains National Park Reserve.

Roughly the size of Jamaica, the reserve stretches for 10,700 square kilometres from the mouth of the fabled Churchill River to the Atlantic Ocean. The traditional names of the park are Akami-Uapishk, an Innu word meaning “White Mountains across,” and KakKasuak, a Labrador Inuit word for “mountain.”

There is no road access to the park, and Parks Canada is still working with local Innu on a co-management plan for the area.

I charter a helicopter for a morning and soon after takeoff, the bare rock summits of the Mealy Mountains come into view. One can imagine the glaciers rounding off the tops and carving out narrow lakes below. On the north, the glistening waters of Lake Melville stretch all the way to the ocean. The rounded mountains, tundra and boreal forest are home to many species of wildlife, including the threatened Mealy Mountain caribou.

As we continue flying over flatter terrain, the Atlantic Ocean comes into view and all of a sudden emerges a pristine, seemingly endless sand beach. Called Wunderstrand, this 50-kilometre stretch of beach was recorded in ancient Viking sagas, most notably by Eric the Red.

Somehow the idea that Labrador meets the Atlantic, in a limitless sand beach that looks as pristine as possible, defies imagination. Yet as we fly north, the beach stretches out as far as the eye can see.

On Labrador's Atlantic coast, a pristine 50-kilometre beach called Wunderstrand was recorded in ancient Viking sagas. It's part of Akami-Uapishk-KakKasuak-Mealy Mountains National Park Reserve.
On Labrador’s Atlantic coast, a pristine 50-kilometre beach called Wunderstrand was recorded in ancient Viking sagas. It’s part of Akami-Uapishk-KakKasuak-Mealy Mountains National Park Reserve.

As we fly back to base along the shore of Lake Melville, I contemplate the glory and majesty of this land we call Canada. It is what sets us off from the rest of the planet.

And there is no doubt the 47 national parks are the crown jewels.

John Honderich is chair of the board of Torstar, the Toronto Star’s parent company.





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