Words and Photo: Robert Sim 2021-01-25 17:47:20
Sam Monette midway through a memorable moonlit powsurf deep in the BC backcountry. Our breath crystallized and hung in the still of the air as we sat in darkness and waited for the show to start. As it had for eons before and so it will for billions more. The shadows concealing the peaks of the Canadian Rockies north of Golden, BC, were slowly chased away by the light of the first moon of March, aka the Worm Moon. It rose from behind an adjecent ridge in a zone we’d never seen before and cast its lunar glow onto the unknown peak directly in front of us. The show had started. Andrew Clark and Sam Monette plucked their noboards off their snow machines and bootpacked straight up the ridge. A ritualistic howl and a headlamp flash from the top signaled that the tradesmen from nearby Revelstoke were ready to drop. Without the need for artificial light, the dark figures poured down the face, the hiss of cold powder breaking the silent night. From afar, I could faintly make out the powder clouds trailing behind each rider, the trickling of snow crystals rolling down the face. We regrouped away from the dangers of a natural release and stared back up at what had just taken place. Unplanned. On site. Lit only by the moon. The constellation Orion appeared from behind the unknown peak. It was still a long way back to the warmth of our canvas tent, about a half-day’s travel up an old logging road.
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