This past Saturday Bryan and I woke up bright and early and heading up to Whistler for the day to do some snowboarding up on Blackcomb mountain. The drive was great, road conditions were excellent. Only had to stop a few times once for breakfast at Tim Hortons, and a few bathroom stops (I really should have taken the gravol before we left)…

When we finally arrived, we strapped on our boards, and headed straight up to the very top of the mountain. Where we rode hard all day long until we stopped for lunch. I nearly fell asleep at the table as I was so beat. It also did not help that I only had five hours of sleep the night before. The we continued to ride until it was closing time.

For Christmas Bryan had bought me a day lift ticket, so this day was sort of a date. It was great to get away just the two of us. We did invite some friends to come up with us but nobody called us. Whatever their loss. I have not had so much fun snowboarding in such a long time. The local mountains that I go to are nothing compared to world class Blackcomb.

The drive home was a little sketchy. The highway heading up there is currently being widened for the 2010 Olympic. The drive at night had me on edge the whole time. You would be driving and following the lines one minute, then the next your lane lines disappeared and seem to drive straight off a cliff, or into on coming traffic. No wounder there are so many deadly accidents there, you really have to be paying 110% of the time and absolutely no speeding. Yet there were a bunch of idiot drivers passing us, riding the ass of other cars, just being dangerous. We half expected to come across some of them a few minutes later ripped to shreds by a semi truck, or to have ripped a hole in the guard rail plunging down a cliff into the ocean. I’m happy we made it home safe.

I have uploaded all my Blackcomb pictures on to my flickr account. I will leave you with a few of my favorite shots taken that day.