Fantastic. Absolutely Amazing. Gorgeous.
The first week of this month I was lucky enough to have a number of friends join me for several days of skiing up at Whistler Blackcomb in Canada. This was the first time I’ve been to Canada since I was a little kid, the first time I’ve gone riding for three days straight (first turn to last lift every day), and the first time I’ve gone snowboarding outside of California.
To start with, Canada rocks. I flew up to Seattle and drove from there with by best man, Rob. Right over the border I noticed that things were different up there. Saw some huge, beautiful Chinese Temple, then a massive Mosque, a Sikh Temple, multiple Jewish temples, a whole host of different schools, and all types of different culture seemingly coexisting side-by-side in a way I’d never expect to see here in the States.
Vancouver is a beautiful city (except for some very questionable traffic routing the main highway right through downtown). Picked up a paper and noticed that Michael Moore is right, their news is not sensationalized and they discuss real issues. Add to that the fact that they’ve gone ahead and passed all of the laws that we wanted in the US but the powers that be wouldn’t let us have (medical marijuana, gay marriage, real privacy).
And then you get out of the city, heading up in to the mountains. Our drive up was at night during a full moon (this photo was taken on our way home), even then I could tell that these were some of the most majestic peaks I’ve ever seen.
So of course, the snow. It was fantastic. We had almost a foot of fresh both mornings we went out. Whistler and Blackcomb are both massive mountains, and we were lucky each day to be able to mostly avoid the crowds (and any serious injuries). Since it was my bachelor party we ended up going out every night (and I mean every night). Some of my friends thought it was a sprint and wiped themselves out the first night. Others kept up in the drinking, but couldn’t keep up on the slopes. In the end, Wes and I were the only two who rode all day, every day, even after being out as late as everyone else each night.
I’m definitely going back to Whistler next season. It’s an idyllic little village nestled between two amazing hills. Good food, extremely nice people, easy to plan a trip, what more could you ask for!
UPDATE: Wes put some more good photos up here.
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