It’s sleeping in your van. It’s hibernating in a snow cave until the sun comes out. It’s fresh coffee from Magpie’s makeshift bakery on top of the pass. It’s Cajun blackened cod tacos from the Fat Cat’s RV restaurant. It’s standing by bum barrel fires in anticipation of the northern lights. It’s glacier ice in your cocktail. It’s a row of port-a-potties and an even bigger one of sleds. It’s a whir of helicopter blades, popping two strokes and … Pictures and more