I just realized that it's been quite awhile since I've posted anything related to me doing something interesting, so I suppose this little write-up is long overdue.
After many weeks of doldrums, I went on a little ski trip with some of my co-workers and their friends over the 4-day Easter weekend. The plan was to rent out a chalet and ski/snowboard at Big White Ski Resort in Kelowna.
We started the drive from Vancouver to Kelowna on Friday morning, and the sun was our cheerful companion for almost the entire 6-hour journey. It was weird, being able to recognize a couple of places from high school road trips - eating at the Dairy Queen in Hope, seeing the red-roofed building at the border of Kelowna. There were other sights that I didn't remember though - especially this one expansive snow drift that seemed to stretch forever!
By the time we reached the destination, our car was ready for a rest. After we obtained the correct door combination, we had our first look around the house. There were three floors, four separate bedrooms and bathrooms, enough bed space for 12 people, and a spacious living room with kitchen. It was amazing - not really knowing what to expect, this was definitely a welcome surprise.
Dinner was a whole other story. We found a map of the resort and figured that we could walk from our place to the restaurants in the Village. Once we set out, we discovered that the walk was much longer than we thought - essentially, we hiked up almost the same path that a chair lift would take. Consequently, upon reaching the restaurants, we were starving - and the eatery that we ended up choosing was not up to par. The waiter never came by often enough, the orders took forever to get to our table, and the food was cold. Oh well, you can't win 'em all.
The next two days were much better - spent skiing down as many runs as possible all over the mountain. Despite not having as much snow as previous seasons, the terrain was really well maintained. Lucky for us, the weather was cooperative on Saturday and the crowds stayed away so the queues for chair lifts were minimal. The line-ups were about the same on Sunday, but the clouds weren't as friendly, bringing fog and snow. The combination made visibility a bit rough, but the new snow added more powder to the slopes, making the moguls much more fun.
With two days of skiing under our belts, rest came easy on Sunday night. On Monday morning, we packed up all our stuff and headed home. The roads were dry for the most part, but the Sunday snow made the drive a bit tricky in some sections of the highway that weren't plowed. Fortunately, although we saw plenty of accidents, we managed to return to Vancouver unscathed. The only telltale sign that we had made the trip was the amount of dried slush and dirt that covered our car!
After many weeks of doldrums, I went on a little ski trip with some of my co-workers and their friends over the 4-day Easter weekend. The plan was to rent out a chalet and ski/snowboard at Big White Ski Resort in Kelowna.
We started the drive from Vancouver to Kelowna on Friday morning, and the sun was our cheerful companion for almost the entire 6-hour journey. It was weird, being able to recognize a couple of places from high school road trips - eating at the Dairy Queen in Hope, seeing the red-roofed building at the border of Kelowna. There were other sights that I didn't remember though - especially this one expansive snow drift that seemed to stretch forever!
By the time we reached the destination, our car was ready for a rest. After we obtained the correct door combination, we had our first look around the house. There were three floors, four separate bedrooms and bathrooms, enough bed space for 12 people, and a spacious living room with kitchen. It was amazing - not really knowing what to expect, this was definitely a welcome surprise.
Dinner was a whole other story. We found a map of the resort and figured that we could walk from our place to the restaurants in the Village. Once we set out, we discovered that the walk was much longer than we thought - essentially, we hiked up almost the same path that a chair lift would take. Consequently, upon reaching the restaurants, we were starving - and the eatery that we ended up choosing was not up to par. The waiter never came by often enough, the orders took forever to get to our table, and the food was cold. Oh well, you can't win 'em all.
The next two days were much better - spent skiing down as many runs as possible all over the mountain. Despite not having as much snow as previous seasons, the terrain was really well maintained. Lucky for us, the weather was cooperative on Saturday and the crowds stayed away so the queues for chair lifts were minimal. The line-ups were about the same on Sunday, but the clouds weren't as friendly, bringing fog and snow. The combination made visibility a bit rough, but the new snow added more powder to the slopes, making the moguls much more fun.
With two days of skiing under our belts, rest came easy on Sunday night. On Monday morning, we packed up all our stuff and headed home. The roads were dry for the most part, but the Sunday snow made the drive a bit tricky in some sections of the highway that weren't plowed. Fortunately, although we saw plenty of accidents, we managed to return to Vancouver unscathed. The only telltale sign that we had made the trip was the amount of dried slush and dirt that covered our car!
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