Whistler Blackcomb

This past weekend May and I crossed the border and visited our friendly neighbors in the north... Canada that is. I had to work a little late so unfortunately we got a late start and hit bad traffic in downtown Vancouver, but all-in-all a pleasant drive with the assistance of a May's killer iPod mix. Thanks Expedia for the travel agent rate - we got a killer room at the Fairmont hotel in Whistler. Talk about great location, the ski lifts are outside their back door!

May and I woke up early, put on a few layers of thermals and hit the slopes. May and I found out the hard way that many of the "green runs" were indeed a low incline, yet extremely narrow. May did quite well but I think the crowds of people and sharp drops intimidated her a bit. It was chilly, but crystal clear... a Kodak moment day. After a couple falls we were both pretty zonked.

As luck would have it May's high school friend and husband also planned a Whistler trip for the same weekend. We wound-up having dinner at the Brew House in Whistler village which featured tasty pizza, local beer and a good atmosphere. To make things better it started to snow on our walk back to the hotel... in fact it kept snowing all night.

Emi, Eric and I woke up for a dawn-patrol ski run in the fresh powder... and boy was it deep at the top of the mountain. An absolute blast, but exhausting. No one ever mentions that powder takes 3x as much muscle as the hard-packed stuff (it looks so fluffy on TV right?). My cell phone unfortunately suffered a little water damage and never quite recovered. Oh well, Whistler 1, Scott 0. After a quick bite we packed up and headed home.

In our next Whistler trip May and I plan to go snow shoeing and cross country skiing... or maybe a dog sled ride! All in all a very beautiful and fun place that I can't wait to return to soon. Perhaps we'll try the glacier skiing this summer, Ehh?

[p.s. Every muscle is sore today, exercising on a regular basis would probably be a good idea - mental note.]