Sleeping in my car on Roger’s Pass (1330m) at -10 degree Celsius.
I had to learn the hard – or actually, the tight – way that imagination easily goes beyond the restrictions of reality. It so happened (again) when I equipped my Ford Explorer with a custom collapsable bed construction. Building it was a lot of fun. But despite the relatively good looks of the construction, sleeping in my car is still a poor option. Not because it would be too cold, just because it is too small for me! I cannot even took off a jacket when lying in there…
The movement shown her is a simplification. In real life, I also have to find a way to take off / put on my shoes before entering the car / hitting the snow with my feet.
To get out (most importantly, for a leak), I have to 1. position my boots in front of the open door, toes pointing towards the car, 2. pull my shoulders in between the front seats, 3. pull my knees closer to my chest into a embryo position and 4. finally push out my feet and try to slip them in my boots without being able to see them (or reverse for getting in).
Some planning, but only about seventy bucks (Canadian) went into the bed frame.
Cutting the beams at Revelstoke’s quasi-public woodwork shop. (BIG Thanks Ken and Katie!)
Fitting the beams into the back of the car.
Me screwing (haha, I know it’s actually drilling).
The setup prepared for bedtime on Roger’s Pass.
The parking lot at Roger’s Pass. At least in good company.
Lots of company on the road too.
On the other side of the road: A chance to warm up in the military bar before going to bed.
Artillery soldiers from Quebec playing poker at the military bar. They only get to shoot at potential avalanches once every two weeks…
Life-saver (on top, using the stove inside the car is probably rather life-threathening).
The first night together wasn’t very relaxing. I’m just not a one night stand person I guess.
Despite patches of blue sky…
…I decided to skip skiing for the day after a weak tentative and prepared some pasta instead back in the car.
A lot of pasta.