For our second day in La Belle Province, we left the resort village of Mont Tremblant and headed to Domaine Saint-Bernard. This place is the definition of a winter wonderland.
Walking in, you’re immediately greeted with crackling fire pits and mugs of hot soup or cocoa. At reception you’ll find routes for hiking, snowshoeing, and cross country skiing ranging in difficulty from Sunday Stroll to black diamond, with all the equipment you could ever need available to rent.
If you decide to go hiking like we did, check ahead with someone that works there for daily conditions, but the snowshoe trails are generally also totally passable on foot.
No matter what you do, make sure you go down the M1. It’s a 1 kilometer long trail that leads to some longer snowshoeing trails, but has a few little treasures of its own along the way.
The first you’ll find is a little corridor filled with friendly little birds.
When you’re in the main office, you’ll see free baggies of bird feed. Stuff a couple in your pockets because you’ll be mobbed by these little guys!
One was so eager for a treat that he even landed on Jasper’s head!
And just a little further down at the end the trail, you’ll find a station with sheltered seating and roaring fire pits.
And this little fella.
He’s the friendliest deer you’ve ever seen. If you’re patient enough, he’ll even let you nuzzle up to him. Seriously!
We kept going through the snowshoe trails until our toes were frozen still, and headed in to the fire before doing it all over again.
Les Manics, also known as the R4, begins just where the M1 ends.
It’s a really easy hike that immerses you into pine and birch forests. You’ll feel as if you’d entered Narnia. The R8, which we did later, will definitely get your heart pumping as you climb all the way to the top of Mount Onotonio.
The landscape doesn’t have the same fairytale quality as the low forest trails, but it up for it with killer views.
If you look closely, you can just make out the colourful little village and the skiers winding their way down Mont Tremblant.
By the time we made it down, the sun was beginning to set, so we packed up our snow boots and made our way for the best treat of the day.
There are several Scandinave Spas throughout the resort villages of Canada, each just as charming as the last.
I barely took the time to snap pictures before throwing on my robe and diving into the thermal bath!
Scandinave don’t allow phones or cameras past the reception, so you’ll have to take my word that this place is incredible – basically a luxurious playground complete with Nordic waterfalls, thermal baths, saunas, steam rooms, and great big fire pits.
The air, though cold, is crisp and clean. And, as we all know, nothing feels better after a long day out in the snow than sinking into a warm hot tub.
When you go, just make sure you bring your own robe and sandals. As much as I love this place, I hate how much of a racket they make on charging guests for these essentials.
We stayed here wading in the steam into the late evening, sipping hot tea and stargazing at the darkest sky you’ve ever seen.