Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

Breaking news........just read that this season, Whistler-Blackcomb has had over 15 metres of snow fall. Making this seasons snow fall the second largest since stats began......……another great day on the slopes was had.

On the last slope home we stopped, easier said than done because it was pretty steep, to climb up onto the Olympic rings on the Dave Murray downhill.

Back at the hostel Tom from Leicester and Miles from Medicine Hat, Alberta joined us in the dorm which resulted in one hot night. Hot in the sense of the heat that was generated from 4 bods within such a small place, it was quite unreal. No one really going for adjusting the thermostat or cracking a window. Sometimes politeness of the highest order can bring on tough times!  Fe was surprised with the tidiness of the boys and even better the lack if smells! Although her bed was the only one made each morning although Tom's was a close second!

Each morning across from the hostel was Whistlers only fuel station. The most battered old utes with high end ski-dos (check spelling) loaded on the back would be filling up for another days mountain sliding. This is why Miles was in town as his mates, sorry buddies, had gone off sliding and as he doesn't own one the next best thing was for him to do some large plank back country skiing in and around Whistler Creekside. It was a shame Miles wasn't staying longer as he seemed a good Canadian lad with some real funny tales.