Overdue post about my trip to Roger’s Pass in BC. It’s been a couple months and the fun stories and ordeals have been cut short. It made me realize how important it is to blog something shortly after it has happened; if you wait too long, all the reflections and learnings are summarized into a few ‘fun facts’ and become foot notes as opposed to a story. I’ll try to remedy that in future posts.
Trip started with roads made of snow. This is pretty much all we saw for 4 hours.
Got stuck between two Avalanche control points. Fortunately, we got to a warm and cozy lodge where we could wait. Unfortunately, the wait was longer than time itself; but waiting is not so bad if you are with awesome people, drinking beer and eating wings, so overall, getting stuck was not so bad.
Got to take a few shots of the place. There wasn’t much to see around other than huge, mean mountains made of snow
Almost at the hut. The amount of snow was unreal. The guys shoveling our way through the parking lot, the girl taking photos. I always get away with doing the easy stuff.
Kirk looking intense. I love getting people’s portraits the moment they look around when you call them
I was holding up the line by taking photos of the guys behind me every few steps
Some of them got ahead. Very ahead.
Kirk rehearsing mountaineer poses of triumph
Me, trying too hard
The view on the way to the cabin was amazing
The Wheeler Hut! A little hidden gem in the middle of
The back of the cabin. Where everyone dropped their snowshoes and bags. Also the space between us and the washroom. See below:
The washroom was outside – which meant that anytime you had to go, you had to walk out in the cold with a flashlight and face many ordeals, like slipping and falling in a frozen pool of pee. To spare you from the horror stories about this washroom, I’ll just say that portable toilets are luxurious and spotless compared to this one.
In the cabin: Kirk wrapping himself up in his new sleeping bag
He really liked it
The light was so pretty that I couldn’t help but giving him directions about where to sit, where to look and how to pose.
we all gathered in the dinning room to play games and get to know everyone else
Curt, the organizer, did an awesome job at bringing everyone together
Everything in this cabin was powered by a propane system. There was no electricity: the lights were powered by gas.
Two sisters and very awesome and funny girls. Wish I could remember their names!
home-made brownies courtesy of Andrew Mould!
Doug showing some brie and bread. Everyone brought plenty of awesome snacks
the back room in the hut, one of my favourite spots. Mostly because of the wooden stove that kept everything warm and dry.
I’m almost never in the photos, so there.
An inside joke about a food baby or real baby
This photo reminds me of a scene from TV. People were taking drinks to the roof where they had built a slope made of snow to slide on. Wish I had pictures to share but: Drinks + slippery snow + no light = no place for me and my camera. It looked fun from below, though.
Here you can kinda see the slope and people playing on the left side of the roof where some one left a trace of red light from their headlights
since I couldn’t go up there, I turned around and took some long exposure shots of the sky. My adventure was cut short when people coming down from the slide came around my view and shined their headlights on the camera.
feeding more wood on the stoves
It was so warm and cozy, it was hard not feeling sleepy
cribbage: a game I gave up trying to understand in the first two minutes of playing. Instead I went on a portrait tour around the house:
Doug and Steve
Doug and Steve again
Curt and Jon
The next morning. Half of them asleep, gone hiking or hang over
Kirk standing on a bridge made of snow. Me, safely on solid ground. I went on a little hike just to feel that I didn’t miss out. That much snow scares me. Specially if you are in avalanche country.
so much snow. so much fsking snow
gargantuan trees make people look tiny