he Lizard Range’s wild and rugged peaks seem to have a knack for capturing moist weather patterns holding them hostage while snow falls hard and heavy for days. This makes Fernie the ideal winter playground for countless outdoor pursuits.
A shake of the snow globe and braapcountry enthusiasts find ourselves on the heels of another legendary winter in the Elk Valley. Emerging as one of BC’s best snowmobile destinations, Fernie serves up out-the-door, easy access to a delicious buffet of terrain suitable for a variety of powder palates.
A cemetery is the surest place to find peace. St. Margaret's Cemetery in Fernie is one such cemetery. Old stones mix with old trees, standing quietly together just above town, touched only by the passing breeze.
Sometimes all Jesse wants is to hike alone. Alone enough to feel the thud of her boots against the earth. To have your face tickled by the breeze as it blows between yellowing larch needles.
“I’m afraid of heights!” Mel hears this panicked exclamation escape the lips of the majority of beginner climbers. This natural fear of heights is instrumental in making sure that we live to see another day. There are ways to reconcile the self-preserving fear of heights and go on to enjoy the vertical challenges of rock climbing.
We do seem to get our share of extreme weather in Fernie. Avalanches, floods, blizzards, and perhaps worst of all, fire.
Denim vests and cutoff denim shorts, trucker hats and chewing tobacco. Small cars, big trucks, mud and dust all over your face, your hands, your feet, your clothes. This, all of this, is Derby.
Distance: Approx. 10 km
Time: Approx. 1.5 – 2.5 hours
Difficulty: Intermediate - Advanced
Knowledge of the climbing lingo as well as understanding common mistakes and how to avoid making them can lead to a life of climbing without ever having to make a rescue call.
Fernie is a beautiful place to live. Many places have a great view, but perhaps nowhere are the surroundings more magical than around Island Lake Lodge.
Sometimes you don't know what you need inside your soul. That is, until you're yelling out lyrics to Robyn's Show Me Love circa 1997 while wine-drunk, and on your way to a pool overlooking a vineyard.