Merry Christmas

Now THAT’S a Christmas tree.  I had to walk all the way to the end of the driveway for that one. 

It was getting killed by the snowplows anyway.  Chevy’s first Christmas.  It was a good one.

I actually did get out.  I didn’t spend the WHOLE day on the couch.  Garry and Stash came up from Oliver for dinner, but lots of the family stayed at home.  My cousin is in the late stages of a difficult pregnancy, so going to a ski hill at the end of a really snowy road maybe wasn’t the best plan.

More Christmas dinner for us!  Merry Ho Ho’s to all.

Merry Christmas Eve

Perhaps we had a bit of a late start this year, but it looks like it’s going to be another epic season in the mountains.

I sort of miss the early season hikes on Seymour.  I used to rack up some crucial early conditioning on those. Oh well, if I have to wait for Christmas for my first turns, so be it.  It’s totally worth it.

I’ve been shredding lots of –20C pow the past few days, but I’ve been on my lonesome so no pics.  Instead, here’s a pile of them from the torchlight parade on Christmas Eve.

It was encouraging to note the number of youngsters out.  There was at least 20 kids out for this years event.

I think it was the biggest torchlight I’ve been in.

There’s a few old farts in there though.  My dad is in this one.

Sort of hard to see with all the snow falling though.

Oh, here comes Santa.

You could barely see him or the fireworks it was snowing so hard.

Then again, maybe the fireworks budget was slashed a bit this year.

Santa looks a bit sleepy here.  Maybe he should get on it.  He’s got a big night ahead of himself, you think he’d be a bit more alert.

…and we finish up with an underage girl singing in the local pub.  She never gets ID’d, what’s her secret? 

Fel Ci Efo Dau Gynffon – Day 3

Another sunny day? What is this…..Wales?

Richard would be taking a rest day. At least he’s not gonna miss much. We hit up some local high elevation trails that I’ve never seen before, courtesy of our pal Vance.

A nice warmup on doubletrack got us ready for some serious sub-alpine singletrack.

This is actually my parents turf. They’ve been cross-country skiing out here for years, and have a small warming hut very near here (if you know where to look).

A couple of sections of the old road are actually almost technical with the roots and rocks, but it’s nothing like the Shore. the singletrack soon took over anyway.

Now it’s almost like the Chilcotin. We’re at around 6500′ most of the time in here, so it’s a bit tough on the sea level types, but oh so worth it.

Once we got into the meadows the elevation wasn’t a factor at all.

Graham couldn’t be bothered with the views. Head down…hammer.

OK everyone, it’s another technical section…..

Whew..glad that’s over.

All smiles.

This is serious Clint Eastwood country.

More smiles at 7000′.

We needed a bit of a rest for the final climb.

The last 300′ are always the hardest…

…right Graham?

7 250′, looking east over the Okanagan Valley.

South.

North.

East again.

Today’s wildlife shot…. probably a Coopers Hawk. Hard to tell the difference from here though. They all look more or less the same.

Northwest.

OK, enough rubbernecking. I’m getting dizzy.

We only got lost a couple of times figuring out the descent. This is a new route for Vance as well.

Fairly technical singletrack, but overall pretty rad.

Just a couple of gnarly sections like this, otherwise it was smooth.

Like this…

We finally popped out on a logging road.

Yeah, piece of cake, right Mandy?

Hmmmm, I wonder of Andre thinks so too.

Another map for ya…..


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