Story by Ian Fohrman and Photography by Bruno Long

Josephine’s Passage

A rolling odyssey through British Columbia’s high alpine passes. A preview of the feature in the December issue of POWDER (44.4).

I was alone on the col, the last to drop into the milky fishbowl. Shadows of the surrounding peaks floated in and out of view. Massive piles of stone were there for a moment, obscured the next. Far below, Rogers Pass cut a 90-mile line from Revelstoke to Golden, British Columbia, through the vast, glaciated, and alpine terrain of the Selkirk Mountains. 

Rogers Pass in all its glory. Greg Hill skis the fall line all the way down to the highway and the Discovery Center below.
A warm fire on the pass before snuggling up to Josephine for the night.


ar below sat Josephine, our exploration vehicle and home for the journey: a 1985 Dodge Okanagan camper van with a sticky accelerator pedal and a hand-rolled blue racing stripe.

Slow and steady as she goes, Josephine grants safe travels across rugged mountain passes.

Kootenay Pass

We began the day skinning up Lightning Strike Ridge. The new snow felt satisfying underfoot and promised good skiing. When we gained the ridge, the hemlocks and firs separated and made way for old gnarled white pines. From there we could see ski lines on the next ridge. 

Mark Talbot stretches his legs while off duty at the Ministry of Transport at Kootenay Pass.

Duffey Lake Pass

As we approached the tree line and Joffre Shoulder ridgeline, Duffey Lake Pass revealed itself: complicated terrain with countless options for us to ski; massive seracs, crawling glaciers, craggy peaks, and seasons upon seasons of amazing skiing options.

Three cups of coffee and Austin Ross is ready to lap the mini golf on Duffey Lake Pass.

Rogers Pass

A cornice hanging like a gargoyle obscured the route. The fog below made it look like they were peering into an infinite chasm of nothingness. We regrouped, made final preparations, and dropped in one at a time. The entrance was steep and exposed, but the snow was perfect. Greg Hill went first, skiing fast in the fall line and looking over his shoulder for moving snow with every turn.

Greg Hill makes something out of a chasm of nothingness on Rogers Pass.

Read the full feature, “Josephine’s Passage,” in the story written by Ian Fohrman with photography by Bruno Long in the December issue of POWDER (44.4).