SLEDREVELSTOKE

Dear Snow Gods of Revelstoke, First and foremost let me extend my deepest gratitude to your past years of service; your devotion to converting our sleepy little mountain town into a real life snow globe since inception in 1880 is nothing short of miraculous. You’ve singlehandedly ensured that most years we’ve had to wear snowsuits under our Halloween costumes, almost always have given us the whitest of Christmases and allowed Revelstoke locals everywhere to scoff at the term

Most sledders who have ridden in Revelstoke have set foot within the quaint four walls that form Boulder Cabin. You have probably warmed your frozen hands in front of the stove while your gloves hung from the rack for all of 5 minutes in an attempt at thawing them. You have likely stripped down to your base layers and pulled that “sandwich” out of your backpack and crushed it while laughing at the day’s events so far and revisiting sled stories past with your buddies. If you’