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Born in New Westminster, British Columbia on September 15, 1962,
Trevor was the youngest son of Arlie and Beth Petersen. He had two
older brothers, Lindsay and Rick, who gave him an appreciation of
the mountains early on. As a young adult, he was known for his tremendous
energy and his contagious enthusiasm.
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the phone would begin to ring.
His early ground-breaking first descents were of a number of
B.C. Coastal mountains. He was featured in the Extreme Explorations
video, Waddington Now, when he made the first descent of the highest
peak in B.C. From then on, sponsors chased and he moved ahead
to ski the mountaintops of the world.
Although Trevor ultimately graced the covers of many international
magazines, his goal was never fame itself. He was a purist at heart
whose best part of the day was rising early before the film and
helicopter crews, and sitting watching the beauty of the sunrise.
He detested the term extreme skiing and at the time of his death,
he had achieved world recognition as a first class ski mountaineer.
He was featured on numerous Rap Productions videos; he worked on
the film,
White Fang 2 as well as being an integral part of the film, Alaska.
His expertise in the mountains became legendary. If he introduced
you to the wonders of the backcountry with his firm, No Wimp Tours,
you were in the safest hands possible. He also worked on a unique
project in Greenland, one which captured his heart. The Inuit children
loved his smiling, larger-than-life self and, among many other places
in the world, his ashes were placed in a cairn erected and dedicated
by his Inuit friends.
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in a nonjudgmental way. Perhaps that is his greatest legacy. His energy
and spirit continue on in his partner Tanya, his son Kye and his daughter
Névé. He touched many lives in his short lifetime - and left the world
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Born in Vancouver, British Columbia on December 4, 1976, Shane
was the son of Marilyn and Dennis Block, and an older brother
to Carrie.
His love of the mountains began early and included skiing,
camping, mountain biking, hiking and rock climbing. He believed
in living life to the fullest and on graduation, his dream
was to become a ski guide. He immediately took a 3-month mountaineering
program at Yamnuska in Canmore, Alberta.
Shane worked as a Ski Instructor, a River Guide in the Yukon
and a Cat Ski Trail Guide. A prerequisite to certified guides
training was experience in the mountains and to Shane, the
mountains were his office. He believed you could do anything
for which you had the heart and the courage.
His log book reflected many runs in the Rogers Pass area.
Unfortunately that's where Shane met his untimely death, when
an avalanche caught him and four friends.
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Shane will be remembered most for his love of the outdoors
and his zest for life, always looking at it through optimistic
eyes. He proved that a life can be lived in parallel with
one's dreams.
POLS would like to thank Shane's parents, Marilyn and Dennis,
for providing photos for the website. They invite other parents
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Born September 17, 1969
Neil was the middle child of Judy M. Lynne and Keith Falkner
and brother of Scott and Lucy. Born in Toronto, he moved around
between Ontario, B.C. and Florida in his growing years. His
love for outdoor adventure began following his experience
at Outward Bound when he was 17. Neil returned from that venture
with confidence and a desire to push himself and live his
life to the full.
Soon
after, friendships and a growing passion for skiing drew him
to Whistler, where he became known for his irrepressible sense
of humour, boundless energy, and his support for friends and
strangers alike, on the slopes by the roadside, or at innumerable
parties.
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Winters took him up the mountains, for fun or for work, as
a pro ski patroller; summers he revelled in his love of motorcycling
by leading tours through the back roads of British Columbia.
When he wasn't working at what he loved doing, he was with
friends, mountain biking, skiing and exploring the back country,
in earnest discussion or partying hearty. Notorious for challenging
himself and others, Neil's confidence was inspiring. To be
near him was to know that anything was possible; simply to
try was to be successful. In later years his enthusiasm for
a life without limits grew to include a love of listening,
learning and finding common ground. His goal was to savour
the moment, to live now, in the present, always and completely.
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Neil
was an avid skier, mountain biker, and motorcylist, whose
enthusiasm was contagious. He preferred virgin powder to groomed
trails, riding on two wheels to driving on four, and living
to watching. He loved the feel of wind on his face, especially
wind generated under his own power.
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died on April 12, 2002, in whiteout conditions, from a fall
from the Balfour High Col in Wapta Ice Fields while back country
skiing with friends in the Rocky Mountains, Alberta.
Neil dreamed of a life worthy of him, he lived it, on his own terms,
to the last. In his family and friends his energy and spirit lives
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Jared Stanley
The Question is “Why”
by Bob Parton
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“The dominant thing everyone remembers
about Jared is his insatiable desire for knowledge. The defining
question in Jared’s life and his death was “Why?”
Jared wanted to know the how and why of everything,
from the simplest tool or mechanical device to the incredibly
complex course of events leading to an avalanche. He questioned
everything, but always in a respectful, reverent way. He considered
the quest of knowledge sufficiently rewarding for the sheer
joy of discovery. His tastes were diverse and noble, he raged
against the inequities of life and defended the down-trodden
and unfortunate, while celebrating the accomplishments of
the learned.
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His quest for the answers to “Why?” led Jared to the mountains,
as it has so many extraordinary men over the years.
With Jared’s untimely loss, we, those who loved him, ask
aloud, “Why?” Why, Lord, in the prime of his life? Why,
on this particular day, so close behind the unspeakable joys we
shared just days before at the blissful wedding of his beloved sister,
Leanna? Why take this exceptional young man, when he had just come
into his passion and life-long fulfillment? These questions will
not be answered in our time, on this Earth. The answers are for
another place, another time. Jared’s life was short in years,
but in the end we know he had found his place in time. Had he written
the script for the end of his life, he certainly would have chosen
the mountains he so dearly loved.
Good-bye our beloved son, brother, grandson, stepson, nephew and
friend. You are lost to us, but you shall never be forgotten!”
- Remembered always by his mother Anna, sister Leanna,
stepfather Bob, father Jim, stepmother Kathy and all other relatives
and friends.
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