Berg Lake - Berg Lake Trail

Berg Lake Trail

The trail climbs gradually alongside the Robson River (a tributary of the Fraser River) for 4.2 kilometres (2.6 mi) before reaching Kinney Lake. After crossing a steel bridge at the end of Kinney Lake, it is just 2.8 kilometres (1.7 mi) to the Kinney Lake campground. After leaving the Kinney Lake campground the trail climbs and then descends a small bluff. After descending the bluff the trail splits for less than a kilometre, giving the hiker the option of traversing the flats, which is not recommended in the early summer because of high water, or continuing on in the forest. At the end of the Kinney Lake flats the trail starts climbing up to the Valley of a Thousand Falls. After several kilometres the trail crosses the Robson River on a suspension bridge and enters Whitehorn campground at the 11 kilometres (6.8 mi) mark. After leaving the campground the trail eventually crosses a second steel bridge. At this point the trail starts a steep climb with numerous switchbacks. Over the next few kilometres, the trail passes White Falls, Falls-of-the-Pool and Emporer Falls. Finally, once above this valley, the trail levels off and dips down toward the river, providing the first glimpses of the Emperor Face of Mt. Robson. After climbing just over 500 metres (1,600 ft) in 5 kilometres (3.1 mi), the trail enters Emperor campground. From here the trail continues on 3 kilometres (1.9 mi) until reaching the shores of Berg Lake and Marmot campground. If you carry on a further 2 kilometres (1.2 mi) you will reach Berg Lake campground. There are three popular day trips from this campground, Hargeaves Glacier/Mumm Basin Traverse, Toboggan Falls and Snowbird Pass. At the 22 kilometres (14 mi) mark and 23 kilometres (14 mi) mark there are two more campgrounds, Rearguard and Robson Pass.

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