25/01: ZOMG Whistler...
Category: Skiing/Boarding
Posted by: ajmilne
… yeah, I know. I should try to say somethin’ witty or erudite or somethin’, I guess…
I’ll get to that. Honest. Soon as I can stand.
And right, actually, I can stand. Mostly. Legs a bit tired after the first day, but still functional.
But yeah, this is a big mountain. Or pair of mountains, since they’re doing their best to make ‘em as one, and I did, in fact, ride both this morning.
Lessons learned so far:
1) Yes, powder is fun. Different, but fun. Jumping is like: whatever, I land, I don’t land, it’s all good. And the stuff is a fair bit less exhausting per kilometer than I’d feared it might be.
2) But here, see, there are a lot of those kilometers. So my wise and lovely wife called it correctly when she saw to it there would be a dedicated hot tub on our porch.
3) Unrelated to the quality of the hill, it’s really fucking inconvenient to lose your cell just before flying out of town.
4) But the Rogers in Whistler is well-stocked, and I am online for text/data, with speech coming shortly, with any luck.
5) Hotel snafus are a universal reality. And the valuable skill of being able to flag an awesome cabbie who can shuttle you and your absurd quantity of gear around will never be obsolete while this is true.
6) Irritating older folk with an unwarranted sense of entitlement are also a universal reality. And if they come plowing through the lift line at double black speeds and run over your board because you brazenly stopped to unclip your foot, it is your fault.
7) Corollary to (6)… if you do not wish it to be your fault, next time, hip check ‘em into the aluminum queue guides, and hope their unwarranted velocity finishes their excessively huffy existence before they get a chance to kvetch about it.
8) The local BC folks’ attitude to the encroaching Olympics here is… conflicted. They are happy to see vast quantities of money on the horizon. They are tired of fibreglass inukshuks being erected on every spare square meter of soil.
That is all. Additional breathtakingly insightful observations will follow just as soon as I’ve finished dissolving in the tub.
I’ll get to that. Honest. Soon as I can stand.
And right, actually, I can stand. Mostly. Legs a bit tired after the first day, but still functional.
But yeah, this is a big mountain. Or pair of mountains, since they’re doing their best to make ‘em as one, and I did, in fact, ride both this morning.
Lessons learned so far:
1) Yes, powder is fun. Different, but fun. Jumping is like: whatever, I land, I don’t land, it’s all good. And the stuff is a fair bit less exhausting per kilometer than I’d feared it might be.
2) But here, see, there are a lot of those kilometers. So my wise and lovely wife called it correctly when she saw to it there would be a dedicated hot tub on our porch.
3) Unrelated to the quality of the hill, it’s really fucking inconvenient to lose your cell just before flying out of town.
4) But the Rogers in Whistler is well-stocked, and I am online for text/data, with speech coming shortly, with any luck.
5) Hotel snafus are a universal reality. And the valuable skill of being able to flag an awesome cabbie who can shuttle you and your absurd quantity of gear around will never be obsolete while this is true.
6) Irritating older folk with an unwarranted sense of entitlement are also a universal reality. And if they come plowing through the lift line at double black speeds and run over your board because you brazenly stopped to unclip your foot, it is your fault.
7) Corollary to (6)… if you do not wish it to be your fault, next time, hip check ‘em into the aluminum queue guides, and hope their unwarranted velocity finishes their excessively huffy existence before they get a chance to kvetch about it.
8) The local BC folks’ attitude to the encroaching Olympics here is… conflicted. They are happy to see vast quantities of money on the horizon. They are tired of fibreglass inukshuks being erected on every spare square meter of soil.
That is all. Additional breathtakingly insightful observations will follow just as soon as I’ve finished dissolving in the tub.
