BC Interior: Revelstoke

This is part 1 of a 3-part series of guest-posts by Maggie, documenting her second trip to the BC Interior.

Our first trip to the BC Interior was at the end of February 2008, and only four days, split between Whitewater in Nelson and Red Mountain in Rossland. Our timing sucked and the weather was shit – it hadn’t snowed in 10 days and the mountains had seen a wicked thaw-freeze. Didn’t matter though. We could tell by the terrain and the snow that had been there that it was worth another visit.

A year later we would have our revenge on the BC Interior. We started off in Revelstoke before continuing on to Whitewater and Red Mountain

Revy  was bought out a couple of years ago and the new owners are determined to make it a “destination” and have poured a ton of cash into the mountain:  sweet gondola, fast lifts, nice, brand-spanking-new lodge. Once again, our timing was a bit off – it was cold and dry (perfect blue bird!) but no fresh snow in at least a week. On the plus side, the mountain had been perfectly groomed, which made their trails fun and fast, though I’ll trade corduroy for pow any day, I don’t care how fast it is.

There’s only one way to describe the tow of Revelstoke: sausage-fest. So many stank-ass, greasy-haired dudes reeking of two-stroke. But it was still a friendly place, and cheap to stay though the food everywhere was terrible. They don’t seem to get a lot of fresh produce in Revy during winter.

We stayed two nights in Revy, riding once. The morning we left it snowed, ludicrously gargantuan flakes dumped all morning. It was a hard decision to leave, but we knew if we stayed we’d get socked in and would never make it to Nelson.

(Stay tuned for parts 2 and 3!)


About the author: Mags is a precocious, acerbic, blogger, snowboarder, hardcore lover of coffee, craft beer, and anyone who reads. When she’s not ditching work on powder days to slay the BC glades, or dogging the rest of us for not living in the PacNW, she blogs about art & stuff at Art Toronto.

About maggie

Mags is a precocious, acerbic, blogger, snowboarder, hardcore lover of coffee, craft beer, and anyone who reads. When she's not ditching work on powder days to slay the BC glades, she blogs about art & stuff at Art Toronto.