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Monday, December 29, 2003
I'd been there 5 times before, but this year was by far the best i'd ever had. The weather was fantastic, out of the 16 skiing days, only 2 days had that kind of freezing-winds-and-snow-in-your-face weather...There was loads of snow, we could actually ride down to the bottom of the slope the first day up, previous years we had to wait till practically the christmas week before that could happen. Never took the gondola down this season. Not once. Perhaps it was also because we'd already acquired the necessary skills, everything was so much more fun, we could explore the entire mountain and not worry about getting stuck on a black run, like in previous years. The best day i had was spent with sis, exploring all the gladed runs on blackcomb. Admittedly we could hardly turn on those runs cos of all the trees and rocks, but we made it down (albeit mostly by penduluming), and it was fantastic, the entrances and exits of these runs are usually damn cool. arthur's choice, bark sandwich, in the spirit (squirrel + stream), log jam, where's joe. Another highlight was the terrain park, I DID THE RAINBOW!!! wow. finally. my instructor didn't allow us to do it, the day he brought us to the terrain park, so on the last day i went with sis and bert, and i don't know...was in a crazy mood that day, trying to get myself killed i think, did all the crazy rails, and when i got to the rainbow i just went on it and i didn't fall off, and it was a strange feeling, being on my board on the top of the rainbow, i felt like time had stopped momentarily, then i started to slide down the other side, and landed and oh i was so happy...cos i managed to do something i never thought i could do..yeah i think that was my greatest achievement this trip....haha probably my greatest achievement this entire year...this year i only took lessons on two days, the first weekend, on sunday i got my favourite snowboard instructor r-no, he's such a bag of laughs, but he refused to teach me anything...prob figured that he'd already taught me everything he could teach last year...heh. couldn't stand lessons tho, so didn't take beyond that. cos the thing about lessons is that there's too much waiting around. for people to gather in the morning and get sorted into classes, then waiting for people to finish eating during lunch, then waiting for people to gather on the slopes itself. end up doing like max 5 runs per day. compared to the first day we were up, i was with dad and bro, we did like 9 runs in the morning alone. it was crazy. nearly died. but the first two days really whipped me back into shape.
only went onto whistler 2 days, then got rapidly sick of it, cos most of the runs were groomed, nice for the skiiers but damn boring and painful for snowboarders (cos when you're on toe-edge i.e. plantarflexed you can get "foot-burn" from trying to edge into the mountain) so I insisted that we go blackcomb the rest of the time. After all we'd done practically all the whistler runs already, except for the bowls, cos they're double black, plus whistler is chock-full of beginner skiiers, very nasty. blackcomb is a more intermediate mountain, the only green runs there are easy out (next to catskinner) and the cattracks, so it's highly unlikely that you bang into some twit slowly snowploughing down the slope.
anyways this trip was exactly what i needed...lots of exercise, sleep, and good wine (errr it helped with the sleeping part) now i'm ready to face med school again.
10:28 PM
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