On top of the world - Whistler Mountain

Trip Start Sep 07, 2008
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Trip End Dec 10, 2008


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Flag of Canada  , British Columbia,
Sunday, October 12, 2008

The title sums it up for today ... on top of the world  ... in every respect.

We caught the complimentary shuttle from the RV park, down the road to Whistler town. Our first destination was the gondola ride to the top.   We had no idea how long the ride would be, or what to expect.  We'd been in the gondola quite a few minutes, and it stopped at the station.  Well, most of us piled out, (while I'm busily reading the sign 'stop for mountian bikes only') ....  it turned out we were only a third of the way up.   In fact the total trip seemed to take about 20 minutes and we just kept going higher and higher and higher, until we felt we level with the surrounding mountain tops.   We honestly couldn't believe how high we were, and of course once we were at that level..... there was snow!   We hadn't expected a trip to the snow today, what an awesome gift.

This was in fact Trent, Greta and Brad's first ever trip to the snow, and although Tara has been before, she was too young to remember. (Harrison's been fortunate enough to go with James van Dorp's family a few times, so he was totally the expert).  For all the first timers it was pure excitement and wonderment, and as you can imagine, as soon as we got to the top, there were snowball fights (some right into it, others crying 'cause they were wet!)  But the temperature, was absolutely perfect, not cold at all.  The sun was shining, the views were magical, and if only you could hear the squeals of delight from the children - it really was what fairytales are made of.   In fact, one woman, passed Greta laughing as she was throwing up the snow, and standing knee deep in it, and said "oh what it is to be young"  and yes, that's what it was all about, enjoying it through the eyes of a child.

The younger three had managed to get their feet very wet as they had buried themselves in it, and  ice/snow had got into their shoes etc, and you have to remember, we didn't expect to be in the snow, so weren't really prepared.   Greta (who doesn't care about much) didn't complain at all, Brad just simply took his shoes off, and happily went barefeet for the rest of the day (yes, I definitely got some stares from well meaning parents), and Trent just grizzled until he dried out.

After some hot soup, and fish 'n' chips at the top of the mountain, we made the descent towards the village.  That in itself was entertainment, as we were able to see many parts of the mountain bike course (we couldn't believe ho many mountain bikers there were up there .. where do they all come from??).  They were a spectacular show, with their jumps, turns and falls. We were even lucky enough to see a bird eye view of a mother bear with her 'teenage' cubs, just there, not far in fact, from the village.  The mountin biker that raced past, was quite obviously oblivious. Apparantly, as it nears winter, the bears come a lot closer to town or parks, looking for food, before they hibernate, so we've had lots of warnings about making sure all food is stored away and locked. 

We had the most enjoyable afternoon wandering around the vibrant village, which is very European in it's design and cobblestone courtyards.  There was live music and there was, without doubt, a 'buzz' that was infectious.  We could've have shopped (or window shopped) for hours. We had a ball. We stopped for some delicious hot chocolate with lashings of whipped cream, shared some homemade fudge, and ordered a huge apple and cinnamon cookie to go, which was homebaked, and abosolutely spectacular.  Gary & I shared half of it tonight over a coffee.  Very tempted to go back for more of those!

Shuttle picked us up about 4.15pm. 

Would not have missed this day for the world.. Stunning.  
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