(Even More) Powder Days, Part 2. AKA ALL THE POWDER

We worked the weekend, Craig and Kim went away, leaving us to look after the hostel.  We worked till Tuesday, then got up early Wednesday morning, and headed up to Revelstoke.  We planned carefully, what with crossing a timezone, and being aware of roads that were closed for avalanche control.  We made it to the mountain by 10am, which is not too bad, only had one delay with avalanche control, though the roads were slow, as they were all firm packed snow.  As we approached Revelstoke, the piles at the sides of the road got quite large.  There is one section of road, through Roger’s Pass, where the road is often covered by tunnels, which are in the paths of avalanches, so that part of the road is protected.  The road past Revelstoke was closed, so there were heaps of trucks lined up before the town, waiting until the road opened.

Snowy roads
Snowy roads
It starts to clear a little
It starts to clear a little
Trucks waiting to get through.  We got to drive past them all
Trucks waiting to get through. We got to drive past them all

I don’t really have much to say about Revelstoke, except that it was amazing.   They had over a meter of new snow in the week before we arrived, and it snowed 5cm every night, and 12cm during one of the days.  We were still finding freshies on the third day.

Excited about powder
Excited about powder

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It cleared for a bit of a view
It cleared for a bit of a view

Revelstoke has quite a decent vertical drop, a truck ton of snow, and lots of snow laden glades.   My very favourite place was the Powder Monkey Glades, where the trees were nicely spaced, but in places the snow was so deep and foofy and lovely.  We spent much of our three day visit in amongst the trees of the numerous glades, swishing and twisting and trying not to hit trees.  I loved it.  Best snow days ever.

Zoon
Zoon
Some of the terrain was a bit steep
Some of the terrain was a bit steep
I loves the trees!
I loves the trees!
Another view
Another view
Swoosh
Swoosh

They had some interesting names:  Iron Gladen, Glades of Gnarnia, Powder Monkey Glades, Glades of Glory.  The other interesting thing is that you don’t really go out of the ski area boundary here.  There is plenty in the boundary to keep you entertained, but going out of it means you get charged a lot if you have to be rescued, and apparently they have had a few people this season being stuck out all night because they were not found.  Cliffs, and cold.

Warning sign
Warning sign
Many of the trail names were neat
Many of the trail names were neat

They had a run called Lemming Line, where you have to walk a few minutes up over a ridge, but you get to drop down into a bowl, and the snow is ridiculous.   Once in the bowl, you drop down through trees, and then cruise through glades for quite a while before you hit the bottom of the lift.  The good thing about the bowl (or bad) is that you have to go in a roundabout way to gt back up to the top of it… you have to drop down to the bottom of one lift, catch that up, then traverse a few kms across and slightly down the mountain to get to the next lift, catch that up, and then traverse back across to the top of the bowl.  So you can’t just ride it over and over and over until all the freshies are gone.  Which is why they weren’t all gone.

The trees at the top of the field were all super snow encrusted, pretty much white all over.  On Wednesday, we were doing a bit of a trek to reach the edge of the field (a run called Hot Sauce), and Dale saw an Ozone windsock.  He thought that was interesting, and I said it was probably because they kite up this way.  Then I turned around, and lo and behold, there was a guy just above us unrolling his kite.
On closer inspection, it wasn’t a power kite, but a glider thing.  We helped him get it up, he had skis on, and the kite was attached to him with a harness, and two steering handles.  The kite only sat a few meters above him.  It took a couple of go’s, but once he had it in the air, he pretty much just took off, and soared above the field and off into the distance.  It was awsum.  Hopefully he landed ok, we didn’t see him again.

Hike to the freshies
Hike to the freshies
A paraglider
A paraglider
Another view
Another view
More hiking
More hiking
Helping get set up
Helping get set up
And he is off!!
And he is off!!
Zoomzoom
Zoomzoom

Thursday was the best day, with so much snow, and zooming through trees; very exciting, as you had to commit to your turns, you had to turn this way then that way, and error usually ended up with you against a tree.  The amount of snow made the really steep slopes relatively easy to navigate, and a few times we stopped at the bottom of a slope, to look back at the almost-cliff that we had just dropped down.

Where did my snowboard go?
Where did my snowboard go?
I loves the trees
I loves the trees,and the fluffy snow
Branches
Branches
loves trees
loves trees
These tiny cheeses are individually wrapped in wax, they are so cute!
These tiny cheeses are individually wrapped in wax, they are so cute!

Friday we were ridiculously tired, but as we already had lift passes we felt the need to go all day, and I think this was our longest day, as we also had to drive 3hours back to Field.  Ridiculously tired and sore, after 3 full days of boarding.  But it was fantastic.

We stayed in a new little Hostel called The Cube, which (was in the shape of a cube!) was right in the middle of town, near to food, supermarkets, and board waxing shops.  It is quite a good hostel, the rooms are pretty private, the beds are very comfortable, and you get your own heater and tv.   The only downsides was the soundproofing, and the door rattled a bit when others were closed.  But it was a good place to crash out.

There is also an aquatic center in Revelstoke, and we got a pass from the backpackers to go.  It was interesting, swimming around in comfortable temperatures, while you could see the snow softly falling outside.  The aquatic center also had a hot tub, and 2 types of sauna, all of which we tried out.

View on final day
View on final day
River in the distance
River in the distance
Heading home
Heading home

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