Whistler opens

Spent last weekend in Whistler and Vancouver. I went up to Vancouver Tuesday night and headed up to Whistler with Glade.

It rained on us so much that we were laughing at ourselves for being there the entire time. The lifties were squeegeeing the chairs instead of dusting the snow off with brooms which is the norm. Blackcomb was the only mountain open on Wednesday, and Jersey Cream was the more interesting of the two lifts in operation. It rained almost to the top of Jersey Cream but at the very top it was snowing and at times pelting us with ice pellets.

On the positive side the lift lines were really short, and we were able to make 9 minute intervals and got in over 15 runs in the day which is a lot given the length of our lunch break.

We found a place to stay with a the dad (or was it uncle?) of a friend of Glade's friend dad... Anyhow, not someone I knew, but he was really a good guy. The first question he asked me was 'are you good?' I didn't quite know how to reply, so I said 'I can usually make it to the bottom of the hill' and he pressed 'don't give me that crap, how good are you?'... Luckily Glade saved me from having to come up with something that wasn't crap :) You should have seen the look on Hanz's face when he found out I snowboarded and didn't tele ski...

Anyhow, we met up with Adrian and Jim later that night, slept and did Whistler the next day. It was much better to make the story short, but not good enough to warrant coming back for more given the lift lines were only going to get worse. So we headed back to Vancouver.

Met up with a couple of Wawa folk in Vancouver (Marcel, Joanne, Cheryl) as well as a few from Waterloo (Amanda and Andrea). I hit the Massive Change exhibit in Vancouver and did some x-mas shopping.

Hmm.... what else...
Did the usual stanley park stuff etc... Bought Rear View Mirror which is actually a great combination of Pearl Jam songs from Alive to Yellow Ledbetter.

Still nothing for mom or dad though.