Why the Coquihalla Is Canada's Most Legendary Highway

You can leave the bottom of this road in sunshine. With your windows cracked, sunglasses on, not a cloud in the sky. And by the time you're near the top, you can be stuck in a storm that wasn't there twenty minutes ago. That's not a rare bad day on the Coq. That's just the Coq. The mountain makes its own weather up there. And it doesn't warn you. One minute the road's clear. The next, the snow's coming down so thick you've lost the hood of your own truck. No lines, no road, no sign of the fellow who was right in front of you a second ago. All you can do is crawl. Crawl, and hope the folks coming up behind have the sense to slow down too. And the wind up there is something else. It'll hit a loaded truck and shove it sideways like the thing's empty. Same road you loved in summer. In winter, it can kill you. But the storm was never the thing that killed the most people up here. It's what the storm does to a road full of other people. That's where the Coq turns deadly.