I wrote this piece in early 2012, during my first ski season in Jasper National Park. It was my first time skiing at the Clemina Cabin, located near Valemount, British Columbia, and one of the first adventure stories I had published. I am headed back to the same area and I am happy to report it is nearly 30 degress warmer.
Skiing in Valemount, British Columbia
THE THERMOMETER READ -35 °F. By the time we’d geared up — sticking climbing skins to frosty skis, buckling ski boots on cold feet, and donning down layers, hats, balaclavas, and gloves — we were shivering.
We didn’t discuss our options. We just crossed the highway, stepped into our bindings, and headed into the woods.
While we weren’t short in backcountry experience, we couldn’t follow established strategy and avoid sweating. If we moved slowly, we froze. Instead, we sprinted for the Clemina Cabin, located only 5km from the trailhead. I just hoped there would be firewood.
Fighting pillows in the trees
For me and Ben, sleep was elusive. Despite our brave-faced skin up to the cabin and a daylight-fading summit bid, we could barely shut our eyes. If it wasn’t the now oppressive heat from the woodstove, it was the three French Canadian chainsaws that made it impossible to rest. By early morning, we’d had enough and crawled downstairs to find gray skies and falling snow; we called it s1, avalanche terminology for one centimeter per hour.
Poor visibility and new snow ruled out another trip into the alpine for fear of avalanche conditions, so we snuck out for an early morning lap in the trees. Silence surrounded us as we climbed towards the treeline, no doubt each wishing we had more energy. Finally, we peeled the skins from our skis, stepped into our bindings, and dropped in. Fresh snow blanketed everything, turning stumps, fallen logs, and rocks into pillows. We sunk our bases into each and received the perfect wakeup call — face shots shooting against our smiles on every turn.
Back at the cabin, four dreary souls were slowly abandoning their sleeping bags in favor of polypro and Gore-Tex. By the second lap, all six of us were hooting and hollering through cold smoke. The cycle continued for two days.
We marched uphill like determined soldiers, tactically working the terrain. We launched off blind rollovers, engaged steep pillow lines, and wrangled turns through tight chutes.
Playing in powder comes with inherent risks: Ben checks the snow stability and finds a weak layer 23cm below the surface.
Our adversary? Tree wells deep enough to swallow a skier whole. We had close calls — Ben double ejected and dove headfirst into one too shallow to kill, while Jerome bounced off a tree and flung himself to safety.
Melted ice and calories
Being stationed along deactivated forestry roads and only 5km from the highway made food easy; we weren’t shy about adding weight to increase flavor. Our menu was ridiculous: bacon, onion, and mushroom omelets and pancakes with maple syrup for breakfasts; chicken noodle soup and deli-style flatbread sandwiches for lunches; Pad Thai chicken and spaghetti with meatballs for dinners; chocolate, coffee, tea, and trail mix for snacks.
We weren’t shy about nightcaps either. A flask of spiced rum, two bottles of wine, six beers, 40oz of whisky, and 1000ml of premixed rum and coke made it into our backpacks.
What we didn’t plan for was water. And it takes a lot of melted snow to keep six hard-charging skiers hydrated.
Melting snow became a full-time job. We never stopped dragging buckets of snow in to the fire. We’d make trips before breakfast, between ski runs, after lunch, during dinner, and periodically throughout the night.
More about Valemount, British Columbia
Although it is in British Columbia, Valemount, British Columbia, is located just 120 kilometers from Jasper National Park. In fact, plenty of the “Jasper” based activities, like Cold Fire Creek Dogsledding and Rafting the Fraser River, take place close to Valemount and outside of the National Park. Valemount is also the closest town to Mt Robson, the tallest peak in the Canadian Rockies.
Robert says
Always enjoy passing through Valemont. Still a hidden gem for us British Columbians! Thanks for sharing the great photos!
Ercus Long says
Hey love the post. I’m a boarder/blogger myself so great to see someone with the same interests. Let me know if you’re ever in Whistler and we could grab a beer. Cheers!