I’d heard of heli-skiing and even heli-biking, though I’d done neither. But heli-snowshoeing? It seemed to border on contradiction, like heavy metal yoga (which does, in fact, exist at a studio in Atlanta, where I live). But I was booked on a helicopter trip to a beautiful, remote mountain pass on the edge of Banff national park, in Alberta, Canada, which would have been all but impossible to reach any other way—short of sled dogs, which I didn’t have—in this, the dead of winter.
- Scenic Flights