We got behind on the blog back in March. Since then the job of catching up has grown bigger and more daunting. Now it's 34C outside in July and here I sit sweating in front of the computer wondering if it's even worth the effort.
But the reality is that the biggest users of this blog are probably Brenda and myself. It's a diary of sorts that we regularly consult to figure out what we did, when we did it, and how long it took. From that perspective we may look back when we're old and grey and wish we'd kept the thing going. So, with the photos we've posted online as a guide, I'll attempt to make a series of rapid fire back-dated posts over the coming week to catch up.
This first post takes us back to the week before the annual ski trip. Damon, Brian, Martin, and Matt came out to do some skiing before going in to Campbell Icefields. It was a bit of gong show. High/high/high for the entire week, permit areas closed, highway closed, and a touchy snowpack that tended to fail huge or not at all. In the space of an hour we witnessed the first major path behind the hotel go full-length to valley bottom and up the other side, and then this huge avalanche off Avalanche Crest.
Despite lying low for much of the week we did manage to get in some limited skiing, and what we could ski was pretty fun. Recognize that hat?
And of course no matter what the skiing conditions were like I wouldn't have passed up a week of hanging out with these guys for anything. It's silly how much fun you can have when there's a sauna, a ukulele, too much snow, and too much beer. Not sure that Major Rogers approved.
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