Every year I come away from Whistler with at least one "best day ever" (pronounced in a suitably enthusiastic, high-pitched tone, eyes wide open, grin tips almost touching ears). Saturday was it. A number of factors collided to produce it, including an amazing weekend deal on the five star Pan Pacific hotel, 61 cms of fresh snow in the preceding week, and crystal clear blue skies and sunshine. We started the day off by stashing beers under some trees in the snow and then spent the day cruising through blinding sunlight, with a highlight being the wide-open expanse of the Blackcomb Glacier bowl. Then five of us shared beers and a bottle of wine in the late afternoon on a quiet ridge overlooking the valley, with a final ski out on empty runs after the lifts had closed. I believe the word that most closely captures that end-of-day feeling is "euphoria".
Then the hot tub, the big air competition, and a free Blackalicious concert. Oh, don't you all wish you lived here?
posted by Tina on 4/24/2006 | 0 comments | #