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We arrived in Whistler, BC yesterday morning with Hally, Ane, SueAnne. Ken and Myra. We spent the day chatting surrounded by beautiful mountains, a quaint village filled with a crazy multicultural assortment of people and all the sporting, both sane and extreme, anyone could want.
After everyone else departed for points south, G and I dined at Ric’s Steak and Seafood restaurant then proceeded to our accommodation. We have a lovely room a short walk to the village. The breakfast was amazing. It was a full-on meal. We left the house and walked to the ski lifts and made ourselves a day at the top of Whistler.
We took a lovely jaunt around Lake Harmony. We had a guide for the first part of it and he explained many things like why the snow was red in places. Apparently, there is a type of algae that reflects all the colours but red. It’s really interesting to see. Many of the granite rocks up there are copper green. We paused at the lake edge to munch a granola bar and take in the sights. We watched as sudden little streams of bubbles escaped the mud to the water’s surface. G believes it’s air escaping from subterranean caverns as water seeps into caves from the surface.
On our way back to the lifts we saw a Whistler Marmot (for whom the mountain and town are named) and her baby foraging and sunning in and around the rocks.
We spent so much time hiking at that elevation, we decided to take the ski lift up to the summit. We hiked around up there for a while and amused ourselves building pile-ons. Here are some pictures of our sculptural architecture.
This is our first sculpture. Please note that we provided it with a lovely view.
This is our second sculpture. I'm standing behind it to provide some contrast from the rock from which it is built. You may note that my legs are rather red with the cold and the wind. I had used all my long pants the previous week and had spent around 6 hours in 15-20 degrees C... and there was still an open chairlift back to the village awaiting us.
On the chairlift, we had the perfect view of the extreme bikers that were racing down the mountain through these incredibly dangerous looking, complex obstacles and jumps. Clearly, they suffered from terminal insanity.
The next day, we rented a couple of mountain bikes and rode the trails around 3 of the many lakes in the area. It was gorgeous the first part of the morning, then it rained a lovely rain and became even more beautiful. We pulled into the rental place dripping and soggy then skipped down to the village for a bite to eat before driving down to Vancouver.
We checked into our hotel for the evening and had dinner with friends before retiring.
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