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Chapter 1

THE DREAM : 1929

Joseph-Armand Bombardier’s project
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Under heavy snow, the garage can be seen among the trees left bare by the winter cold.

In 1926, with the help of his father and family, Joseph-Armand Bombardier opened his garage. He quickly became the best mechanic in the area, and customers poured in from all over.

However, he had another idea in mind....

Joseph-Armand Bombardier pensively stares out the window, watching the snow fall with a hand under his elbow, like a Rodin’s Thinker statue.

Overcoming winter. Passing through.

Flying over snow? Gliding? Floating?

Wearing a tired expression, Joseph-Armand Bombardier is working at his desk with a pencil in hand and his notebook opened in front of him. A man in a checkered shirt—his brother Léopold—walks in the door. The clock shows that it is almost 7 PM.

Armand, stop daydreaming!

We’ll have to find work for the winter....

Léopold leans towards Joseph-Armand, who has a sheet of paper in hand. He listens to his brother with a hand in his pocket.

Léopold, do you remember the propeller machine I made? We’re going to build a vehicle we can drive throughout the winter.

Joseph-Armand is speaking enthusiastically as both men look at the sheet. Léopold grins; he looks doubtful, almost mocking.

And this time, no one is going to stop me from gliding over the snow....

This image clearly depicts a scene from the past. There are two sleds in the centre, connected by a bar on which a Ford T engine is mounted. The engine’s rear has a red propeller. Two young people in winter coats have shocked expressions. On the left, a grey-haired man looks angry, his brows furrowed and pointing at the engine with his left hand. He appears to be the father of Joseph-Armand and Léopold.

In 1922, Joseph-Armand was 15 years old. He coupled a propeller to a Ford T engine, mounted it on sled runners, and test-drove it with his brother Léopold.

Their father immediately ordered them to dismantle this “infernal” machine.

Joseph-Armand Bombardier is working, down on one knee. Léopold is in the background, bent over holding an open-socket wrench, seemingly executing his brother’s instructions.

Pass me the 8 mm wrench.

No, I mean 7 mm.

Two men bundled up in long winter coats enter the garage where the two brothers are working. Snow is still falling heavily outside.

What a storm!

I thought we’d never make it.

Still accompanied by his brother, Joseph-Armand explains his plan in a commanding fashion, pointing towards the two men who have just arrived.

Come and help me pull out the engine.

The four men are working in the garage. It seems to smell like grease and mechanics. They appear to be done, since one of them is wiping his hands with a rag. The snowmobile in the centre looks ready to go.

Well, guys?

We won’t be waiting for spring to try it out!

This illustration of Valcourt, covered in snow and cut off from the world. The church is clearly visible.

In those days, it was impossible to travel by car in winter. Like hundreds of villages, Valcourt was cut off from the world.

Joseph-Armand is in the driving seat of the first snowmobile, surrounded by the other three men, who look sceptical despite their smile.

Here we go!

The snowmobile dashes across the snow.
The snowmobile sinks into the snow.
The three men are staring in the distance, stunned.

It’s the tracks....

It’s the weight....

It’s the Titanic....

The snowmobile is stuck in the snow, and the three men have caught up with Joseph-Armand.

Back to the garage!

The guys are already at Wilfrid Charbonneau’s. They’re waiting for us to play pool!

This illustration contextualizes the men’s journey back to the garage in a snowy landscape.

It has to work for all types of snow: fresh, sticky, grainy, and wet,

Joseph-Armand Bombardier sits pensively at his desk.

whether it’s windy or blowing snow, when it’s -30, and when it’s zero.

Léopold cracks his office door open.

So?

Are you coming or not?

Wearing coats, the brothers leave the room.

Okay, I'm coming!

But I’ll be expecting you early tomorrow. I have an idea....