Dibbo's Canadian adventures

We are sooooooooooooooo lucky!
The trip to whistler was an absolute blast. It met everyone's expectations and all had a wonderful, wonderful time. Kez was keen to get into snowboarding but because she didn't get up enough experience on the east coast she stuck to skis. Emily was the mogul animal and lokked for, sought out, actually had a death wish in landing in any mogul she could find. I think we have to put em down as the one who had the most stacks, probably the biggest stack, and was the most gung ho. Steve was an absolute animal and continued to try and out ski 'the legend' but alas apart from going terrifyingly fast Steve, as usual, was outclassed. We lost Alex more than once I think as like em with her mogul fetich Alex always found the really deep soft stuff and was often found burried.

We got to whistler by hire car from Vancouver airport. We spent a night in a cheep hotel and they let us leave our homeward bound bags (all 18 of them) in storage allowing for a modest load of ski gear and clothes and food to take up in a 7 seater van. The accomodation was perfect. It was a two story apartment with kitchen, loungeroom, fireplace, two bathroom in a complex that had a spar and pool. At the end of each day they youngens would head to the spar whilst Chris and Jenny viewed the proceeding from the loungeroom with refresshments. Very civilised!

Whistler village was just awesome. Plenty of shops, restaurants, coffee shops, ski hire and maintenance etc and all in easy walking distance from our place. We also had a courtessy bus that drove past our place every 10 minutes and was able to drop us at all the important locations including right in front of the lifts. The routine for each day was similar with Chris and Jenny getting up first and heading out the door early to catch the first lift. This generally motivated the other slugs into getting up and organised. It was not long before all were out and on the slopes. We all skied together and stuck mainly to blackcomb as they were the best runs. Very wide freshly groomed runs with plenty of variety for each of our skill levels. We had an early lunch on the slopes and kept skiing and usually ended the day around 3pm. Back home for showers, spas, refreshments and cooking. A couple of times we ventured further afield. Two memorable trips was one where Jenny got stuck in ungroomed tracks. She could not negotiate these with any style so decided that the 'bull at a gate' method was as good as any. Needless to say the frustration and injury meter went up with each spectacular stack. Another time we headed over to whistler mountain as we heard that the vis was a bit better on one of the low vis days. This was an absolute disaster as the vis was nil. The goggles iced over but you could not ski without them as the frozen mist stung and was very cold. Dangerous stuff but still we all got out OK and chalked the experience up as AN EXPERIENCE.