We went on a skidoo adventure opposite kicking horse with Two Heli logging Fire jumpers as guides.
They let us ride round a small track with some bends and jumps for fifteen minutes to suss us out.
We were then rigged up with beacons and a shovel then strait up the side of a mountain on a six-foot wide track, to a mine at the top of the biggest powder bowl I have ever seen. We had to stop to cut through a couple of avalanches. We got to the mine hut, dug the snow away from the door to get in and lit up an oil drum fire for lunch later. One guy then said he would go out and dynamite the bowl for safety. Out side the hut we stood on the side of a shear drop in to the bowl and he just rode off the edge, and dropped down in to the abyss, craziest thing I have EVER seen anyone ever do, nothing will ever match the balls on that bloke. Think base jump on a skidoo no parachute and then some. No one spoke we just froze with fear praying they didn’t expect us to follow him. Thank god we took the easy way in. They taught us lots of tricks the best being the stand on the inside of the skidoo in a tight turn flat out in the powder at the highest point you dear to clime the side of the bowl. We were going up maybe two hundred feet. The fire jumper on his tuned ski was Ant size on the wall towering above, mad man.
My favourite, the jumping off ramps leaping off the ski in to powder that no mater how far you had flown, held no fear of the landing.
The day was finished off with a race back down the track we came up on. Flat out crossed up on the power out of every hairpin-banked turn. Backcountry in Canada is real adventure. Frontier style.
