My name is Marek, I'm 39 years old and my dad was Polish. I say "was" because he died of cancer a few years ago. I'm grateful to my dad for a lot of things and, yes, I miss him. He taught me a lot and gave me a lot - the thing I'm most grateful for is that he passed on his passion for freeriding to me. He was a Nordic combined athlete and ski jumper in the Polish national team until he fled Poland for Germany in the early 1970s. Because of him, skiing and snowboarding are part of my life, you could even say: more constant than anything else.
And he gave me a mission. Because he wanted to go heliskiing in Canada his whole life, but never made it due to his illness. But my dad was always convinced that children make their parents' dreams come true.
So I had to go to Canada. Without question.
I worked towards it for a long time. And during the 2017/2018 Christmas break, I packed my then girlfriend Janna and her brother, who had just spent a year at school on Vancouver Island and is just as accomplished a freerider as she is, into a HeavyDuty Womo and we set off after snow and snout. We reached Revelstoke via Whistler and Sun Peaks. Because Revelstoke exceeded all our expectations in terms of snow and surroundings, we decided to cross Kicking Horse off our list and simply celebrate New Year's Eve in Revelstoke.