Thursday, January 31, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Australia day in Banff.
Alright guys, so the others couldn't be bothered posting about our Australia day shennanigans so you've got me again, but this time I thought I should stick to the usual formula, instead of doing another written account. I apologise for the length but we had a MASSIVE day. Australia day is bigger in Banff than it is anywhere in Oz apparently.
Josh was up drinking VB and eating a parma at the crack of 11am, which began his day of drinking.
Jin thought a brew in the shower was quite a patriotic way to start the day.
Josh and Golds soon hooked into the nearest version of beer pong they could achieve, where balls were replaced with bottle caps and just thrown at the opposition's cups. Golden put up a brave fight, and despite an attempt at cheating by not scolling his beer, he soon felt under the weather.
He was near munting-point by 1pm
Jin and I looked on with great exuberance. Heathy had gone to work by now... we catch up with him later...
Over at the HI hostel, the bar had opened at 11am, and Josh and Golds joined in on some snow-cricket after some Bundy and cola whilst Jin and I went to town to hit Maccas before beginning our epic pub crawl.
A complete list of pubs and bars we made it to appears below in chronological order:
HI bar
Tommy's
Earl's
Ye Olde Irishe Pube
Rose and Crown
Bruno's
The Paddock
Magpie and Stump
Mel's
Hoodoos
We had begun drinking at home, and luckily I think we all took it pretty slowly at first, increasing in frequency as the night went on.
Handsome Heathy we met as he got off work at Earl's, where he had recently demolished 3 pints. We went on to have some souv and chips (in honour of all you greek aussies [kyle]) and to help Heathy digest his 3 pints. Golden and Heathy disappeared for an hour or so to get changed and meet up at some chick's house. Heathy was a bit tipsy as he'd just had 3 pints.
Josh, Jin and Golden had written a list of challenges which they taped onto the back of their shirts. I'm not sure how many were completed, but it also included a list of pubs to visit, and here Josh is shows crossing off the Rose and Crown from Jin's shirt.
We departed Rose and Crown and headed for Bruno's where we played some pool. Golden and Heathy reappeared around this time, with Golds sporting a new Australian Flag tattoo on his arm. Josh noticed it at some point and asked him where he got it, and pointing at his own arm to indicate the position of the tattoo. Golden, puzzled, looked around over his shoulder (in the opposite direction to where Josh was standing and pointing). Josh then repeated his answer several times, with the same result, before we realised Golden is actually retarded (and in later years would be told he has an IQ of 46).
Here we are (spoken in imitation of Golden) on the way to The Paddock, where we were meeting up with Jae, our new Korean friend, whom we hope will soon replace Jin. As we were walking, Golden received a call from the chick who he'd dropped in earlier that night. They wanted to know where we were so they could catch up with us, but they are MASSIVE drainers so we asked Golds to lie to them about where we were. He didn't and this photo was taken as he was cowering and stumbling away from my vicious barrage of roundhouse punches. The back of my hair also looks kouta.
When the draining chicks caught up with us at the Paddock, Jin and I hid and found Josh and Golds also hiding whilst playing some awesome table-top curling game. It actually looks very similar to lawn-bowls, also.
Our next stop was the Magpie and Stump, where they were serving some Aussie stubbies alongside meat pies. The pies were ok, but didn't really shout 'Australia' as they fell apart when cut, thus demanding a knife and fork, as well as being filled with different veggies, which no self-respecting bloke should have to deal with when drinking VB or when at the footy.
One of Josh and Golden's challenges was to beat some whinging Pom in a scolling comp. Josh beat him even though the Pommy bloke was whinging so hard he spilt half his beer down his front, whilst Golden was defeated in straight sets.
I took some strange pleasure in flicking peanuts at Josh (as you can probably tell).
Here I am sweatily posed with Josh and 'Gregggggay' or Greg, who worked with us for some time before getting fired under hilarious pretenses. A full anecdote shall be released eventually, as it really is abso-freaking-lutely hilarious.
This is Christian, one of our Marcellin-boy roommates from YWCA, whom Josh finds invisible. Luckily someone pointed him out making out with this random chick, and Josh was able to get this beautiful shot off.When we finally all arrived home we psyched ourselves into going and trying to sneak into a nearby-resort's outdoor spa.
Josh was up drinking VB and eating a parma at the crack of 11am, which began his day of drinking.
Jin thought a brew in the shower was quite a patriotic way to start the day.
Josh and Golds soon hooked into the nearest version of beer pong they could achieve, where balls were replaced with bottle caps and just thrown at the opposition's cups. Golden put up a brave fight, and despite an attempt at cheating by not scolling his beer, he soon felt under the weather.
He was near munting-point by 1pm
Jin and I looked on with great exuberance. Heathy had gone to work by now... we catch up with him later...
Over at the HI hostel, the bar had opened at 11am, and Josh and Golds joined in on some snow-cricket after some Bundy and cola whilst Jin and I went to town to hit Maccas before beginning our epic pub crawl.
A complete list of pubs and bars we made it to appears below in chronological order:
HI bar
Tommy's
Earl's
Ye Olde Irishe Pube
Rose and Crown
Bruno's
The Paddock
Magpie and Stump
Mel's
Hoodoos
We had begun drinking at home, and luckily I think we all took it pretty slowly at first, increasing in frequency as the night went on.
Handsome Heathy we met as he got off work at Earl's, where he had recently demolished 3 pints. We went on to have some souv and chips (in honour of all you greek aussies [kyle]) and to help Heathy digest his 3 pints. Golden and Heathy disappeared for an hour or so to get changed and meet up at some chick's house. Heathy was a bit tipsy as he'd just had 3 pints.
Josh, Jin and Golden had written a list of challenges which they taped onto the back of their shirts. I'm not sure how many were completed, but it also included a list of pubs to visit, and here Josh is shows crossing off the Rose and Crown from Jin's shirt.
We departed Rose and Crown and headed for Bruno's where we played some pool. Golden and Heathy reappeared around this time, with Golds sporting a new Australian Flag tattoo on his arm. Josh noticed it at some point and asked him where he got it, and pointing at his own arm to indicate the position of the tattoo. Golden, puzzled, looked around over his shoulder (in the opposite direction to where Josh was standing and pointing). Josh then repeated his answer several times, with the same result, before we realised Golden is actually retarded (and in later years would be told he has an IQ of 46).
Here we are (spoken in imitation of Golden) on the way to The Paddock, where we were meeting up with Jae, our new Korean friend, whom we hope will soon replace Jin. As we were walking, Golden received a call from the chick who he'd dropped in earlier that night. They wanted to know where we were so they could catch up with us, but they are MASSIVE drainers so we asked Golds to lie to them about where we were. He didn't and this photo was taken as he was cowering and stumbling away from my vicious barrage of roundhouse punches. The back of my hair also looks kouta.
When the draining chicks caught up with us at the Paddock, Jin and I hid and found Josh and Golds also hiding whilst playing some awesome table-top curling game. It actually looks very similar to lawn-bowls, also.
Our next stop was the Magpie and Stump, where they were serving some Aussie stubbies alongside meat pies. The pies were ok, but didn't really shout 'Australia' as they fell apart when cut, thus demanding a knife and fork, as well as being filled with different veggies, which no self-respecting bloke should have to deal with when drinking VB or when at the footy.
The theme was continued with footy highlights on TV, including commentaries by Rexall Huntingtontower (his full name).
One of Josh and Golden's challenges was to beat some whinging Pom in a scolling comp. Josh beat him even though the Pommy bloke was whinging so hard he spilt half his beer down his front, whilst Golden was defeated in straight sets.
I took some strange pleasure in flicking peanuts at Josh (as you can probably tell).
We then somehow stumbled to Mel's for some cheap-ass highballs, which helped us in our decision to dance retardly for five seconds.
Golden's list of challenges began to fall off his back, due to Josh's shoddy tape job. However when Jin and I obliged him in patting it back on, (with our muddy-booted feet) he seemed somewhat unhappy for some reason. (You can see some decent boot-prints if you click to enlarge.)
Golden's list of challenges began to fall off his back, due to Josh's shoddy tape job. However when Jin and I obliged him in patting it back on, (with our muddy-booted feet) he seemed somewhat unhappy for some reason. (You can see some decent boot-prints if you click to enlarge.)
Then on to our last stop on the pub-crawl; Hoodoos. Hoodoos is more of a dance club for those that are unfamiliar, and so more drinking plus dancing was had by all. We were joined by folk from work, including our boss (who bought us a round of tequila) and Julie from Earl's, who 'happened' to be there too.
Here I am sweatily posed with Josh and 'Gregggggay' or Greg, who worked with us for some time before getting fired under hilarious pretenses. A full anecdote shall be released eventually, as it really is abso-freaking-lutely hilarious.
This is Christian, one of our Marcellin-boy roommates from YWCA, whom Josh finds invisible. Luckily someone pointed him out making out with this random chick, and Josh was able to get this beautiful shot off.When we finally all arrived home we psyched ourselves into going and trying to sneak into a nearby-resort's outdoor spa.
Handsome is pictured above in his swim gear on the way to the spa. Unfortunately, as soon as I had thrown my towel into the spa enclosure, Heathy called out to signal that a security guard had shown up, so we were forced to make a strategic retreat into the woods before I had a chance to recover the towel.
Homo Neanderthalensis-australis.
Happy Australia Day guys!
Cam
Happy Australia Day guys!
Cam
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
My phone tells me that it’s Tuesday the 22nd of January 2008, just after 11pm, and I’ve just returned home from four-and-a-half hours parceling greasy popcorn out to overweight tourists. I’ve come home by myself, as the others have gone a-drinkin’ and so I find that I now have the perfect opportunity to blog once more.
Some of you may cry to hear that this is largely a text-only blog. So once you’ve dried your eyes please read on if you wish at all for any deeper insight into our travels so far.
This isn’t a tale of adventure in exotic places, a gripping thriller or even a heart-warming romance. I’m sure I could twist enough words to turn it into any of the above, and sure there are elements of all of these to a certain degree, nor am I going into any extraordinary detail journal entry by journal entry staying as closely to each factual event as possible, because that would be either pure genius if I was able to execute it perfectly, or a huge piece of boring shit if I didn’t. Instead I want to give you ‘the gist.’ Provide you guys back home with more of a sense, feel or taste of what our journey has been about so far, and I hope you can take something away from it as well.
As a group of mates, and all of you know this, we’re not without a flaw or two (the list has not yet been completed after all these years) and many of you reading would consider yourselves very familiar with the group and our idiosyncrasies. Some of you would consider yourselves integral to some of these idiosyncrasies.
To roughly outline what I’m talking about, I think as a whole ‘the Fags’ have been known to be friendly but bitchy, fun but lazy and hard to organize, and also generally good blokes whilst remaining somewhat insular at the same time. We certainly aren’t known for taking huge leaps out of our comfort zone. The reader will also note that these characteristics can also be applied (to some degree or other) to any one of us, and perhaps even yourself.
Having said all this one would have to question how this trip came to be at all (given we can’t often organize ourselves into being in one place at any given time when we’re in Melbourne).
I remember in 2007, maybe not much longer after the infamous canoeing adventure and possible even before, Josh began talking to me about going on a trip. Now when I say ‘talking’ I mean in the sense in that Josh always proposes his ideas. Josh is quite thoughtful by nature (surprising to some) and when it comes to big events like these he can be extremely cautious. It was the same with canoeing, and I completely understand his motivations. Josh likes to test the waters before he takes the plunge (that’s a metaphor, idiot). Josh likes to ‘fish.’
‘Hey Cam, how cool would it be if we all went camping somewhere random together.’
‘Yeah, it’d be pretty cool I guess. We could just stay the night at someone’s place, though.’
‘Well, yeah, but what if we did like an awesome-canoeing-camp thing. Like a canoe-camp. Have a lazy paddle during the day, sit back with some drinks around a fire after dark kind-of-thing.’
‘Would you like to come for a swim, Joshy?’
And so you get the gist. After a few more of these conversations I might eventually get the point that Josh actually is serious about the idea (even though it isn’t that crazy to begin with) and I would inevitably sign up to the idea, thinking that I had so much time before the event that I would have plenty of wriggling room to back out. Sometimes, I might need some help to get the message, though.
‘Hey Cam, Josh is organizing a canoeing trip,’ announces Jin. ‘You in?’
His success with that particular trip no doubt bolstered Josh when it came to his ultimate plan. Josh of course has plenty of Canadian connections through his family, and has visited the country several times before.
‘Hey Cam, how cool would it be to randomly fly off to Canada for three months once uni finishes this year?
‘Yeah, that’d be pretty cool. Who’s doing that?’
‘Oh, no-one. I meant how cool would it be if you and I flew off to Canada for three months?’
‘Yeah that’d be alright, I guess. Why do you ask?’
‘Let’s just play Halo, ok?’
Golden was next to sign on, with only the giddy school-girl enthusiasm that Golden can muster. An eternally optimistic chap, young Michael is characterized by his ability to love almost anything so long as you can sell it to him correctly, only becoming disagreeable when he is disagreed with. I wish I could claim, I taught him everything he knows, but at the least I have further refined his unique persona over the last few weeks. (The lessons may not be peaceful, but at the same time no one has been hurt, either.)
‘Hey Goldie. Josh and I are going to Canada. It’s going to be the koooooots! We’ll do the skiing, the parties, the women and we’ll also get awesome jobs while we’re there, too. Imagine!’
‘Yeah sure, mang. I’m in!’
If I remember correctly we found out Heathy and Jinna would come with us, at roughly the same time, a little closer to the departure date. Apparently Josh’s mum had been talking to Heathy’s mum, trying to get the pressure on Alex to go. He certainly had the funds we soon discovered, (the Handsome Man possesses the riches that Golden covets so greatly) and as soon as we helped convince him to come Jin had to seriously weigh up his options. In Jin’s case, an extended, late-night, bilingual discussion at home with his brother, Sam, convinced him he should come with us. (After many shots of soju they retired for eight-rounds of bare-knuckle kickboxing and nine-rounds of flaming hot dragon chicken.)
At this point I decided that I was past the point of backing out and my secretly provisional ‘yes’ was a decidedly real ‘I’m practically gone.’
Some of you may cry to hear that this is largely a text-only blog. So once you’ve dried your eyes please read on if you wish at all for any deeper insight into our travels so far.
This isn’t a tale of adventure in exotic places, a gripping thriller or even a heart-warming romance. I’m sure I could twist enough words to turn it into any of the above, and sure there are elements of all of these to a certain degree, nor am I going into any extraordinary detail journal entry by journal entry staying as closely to each factual event as possible, because that would be either pure genius if I was able to execute it perfectly, or a huge piece of boring shit if I didn’t. Instead I want to give you ‘the gist.’ Provide you guys back home with more of a sense, feel or taste of what our journey has been about so far, and I hope you can take something away from it as well.
As a group of mates, and all of you know this, we’re not without a flaw or two (the list has not yet been completed after all these years) and many of you reading would consider yourselves very familiar with the group and our idiosyncrasies. Some of you would consider yourselves integral to some of these idiosyncrasies.
To roughly outline what I’m talking about, I think as a whole ‘the Fags’ have been known to be friendly but bitchy, fun but lazy and hard to organize, and also generally good blokes whilst remaining somewhat insular at the same time. We certainly aren’t known for taking huge leaps out of our comfort zone. The reader will also note that these characteristics can also be applied (to some degree or other) to any one of us, and perhaps even yourself.
Having said all this one would have to question how this trip came to be at all (given we can’t often organize ourselves into being in one place at any given time when we’re in Melbourne).
I remember in 2007, maybe not much longer after the infamous canoeing adventure and possible even before, Josh began talking to me about going on a trip. Now when I say ‘talking’ I mean in the sense in that Josh always proposes his ideas. Josh is quite thoughtful by nature (surprising to some) and when it comes to big events like these he can be extremely cautious. It was the same with canoeing, and I completely understand his motivations. Josh likes to test the waters before he takes the plunge (that’s a metaphor, idiot). Josh likes to ‘fish.’
‘Hey Cam, how cool would it be if we all went camping somewhere random together.’
‘Yeah, it’d be pretty cool I guess. We could just stay the night at someone’s place, though.’
‘Well, yeah, but what if we did like an awesome-canoeing-camp thing. Like a canoe-camp. Have a lazy paddle during the day, sit back with some drinks around a fire after dark kind-of-thing.’
‘Would you like to come for a swim, Joshy?’
And so you get the gist. After a few more of these conversations I might eventually get the point that Josh actually is serious about the idea (even though it isn’t that crazy to begin with) and I would inevitably sign up to the idea, thinking that I had so much time before the event that I would have plenty of wriggling room to back out. Sometimes, I might need some help to get the message, though.
‘Hey Cam, Josh is organizing a canoeing trip,’ announces Jin. ‘You in?’
His success with that particular trip no doubt bolstered Josh when it came to his ultimate plan. Josh of course has plenty of Canadian connections through his family, and has visited the country several times before.
‘Hey Cam, how cool would it be to randomly fly off to Canada for three months once uni finishes this year?
‘Yeah, that’d be pretty cool. Who’s doing that?’
‘Oh, no-one. I meant how cool would it be if you and I flew off to Canada for three months?’
‘Yeah that’d be alright, I guess. Why do you ask?’
‘Let’s just play Halo, ok?’
Golden was next to sign on, with only the giddy school-girl enthusiasm that Golden can muster. An eternally optimistic chap, young Michael is characterized by his ability to love almost anything so long as you can sell it to him correctly, only becoming disagreeable when he is disagreed with. I wish I could claim, I taught him everything he knows, but at the least I have further refined his unique persona over the last few weeks. (The lessons may not be peaceful, but at the same time no one has been hurt, either.)
‘Hey Goldie. Josh and I are going to Canada. It’s going to be the koooooots! We’ll do the skiing, the parties, the women and we’ll also get awesome jobs while we’re there, too. Imagine!’
‘Yeah sure, mang. I’m in!’
If I remember correctly we found out Heathy and Jinna would come with us, at roughly the same time, a little closer to the departure date. Apparently Josh’s mum had been talking to Heathy’s mum, trying to get the pressure on Alex to go. He certainly had the funds we soon discovered, (the Handsome Man possesses the riches that Golden covets so greatly) and as soon as we helped convince him to come Jin had to seriously weigh up his options. In Jin’s case, an extended, late-night, bilingual discussion at home with his brother, Sam, convinced him he should come with us. (After many shots of soju they retired for eight-rounds of bare-knuckle kickboxing and nine-rounds of flaming hot dragon chicken.)
At this point I decided that I was past the point of backing out and my secretly provisional ‘yes’ was a decidedly real ‘I’m practically gone.’
This blog has gone on too long already, I know, so I'll have to continue it some other time. Hopefully I'll get to writing about the actual trip, rather than the events leading up to it....
Monday, January 21, 2008
Banff at night.
These are some night shots of Banff that I took a few days ago. It was snowing pretty heavily, but it's only appropriate I think.
Banff downtown.
Random house with random scary red light.
Lights at the bottom of Tunnel Mountain. I've lost count of how many times I've walked up and down this little mountain.
Tunnel Mountain continued...
Ground-lamp thingy surrounded by snow.
As a side note (mainly so that I don't forget) this was on the same night as staff-only, midnight viewing session of Cloverfield, just another perks of working at the cinema! By the way, not to spoil the movie or anything but Dumbledore dies.
Spot-the-campbell game.
A cool shot of Cam, who accompanied me on my night-shooting expedition.
I'm going to do this again on a clear night.
After work today, Josh pointed out how we seemed to have adpated completely to our Banff lifestyle. We've gotten into a comfortable living pattern of waking up, skiing and going to work on days we have work. Which is good in many ways, but I'd better make sure not to let my remaining days in Canada fly by aimlessly.
Jin.
Banff downtown.
Random house with random scary red light.
Lights at the bottom of Tunnel Mountain. I've lost count of how many times I've walked up and down this little mountain.
Tunnel Mountain continued...
Ground-lamp thingy surrounded by snow.
As a side note (mainly so that I don't forget) this was on the same night as staff-only, midnight viewing session of Cloverfield, just another perks of working at the cinema! By the way, not to spoil the movie or anything but Dumbledore dies.
Spot-the-campbell game.
A cool shot of Cam, who accompanied me on my night-shooting expedition.
I'm going to do this again on a clear night.
After work today, Josh pointed out how we seemed to have adpated completely to our Banff lifestyle. We've gotten into a comfortable living pattern of waking up, skiing and going to work on days we have work. Which is good in many ways, but I'd better make sure not to let my remaining days in Canada fly by aimlessly.
Jin.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Josh Blogs!
Ok, so I have finally gotten around to doing my first blog. Was it worth the wait? Probably not. Anyway, so here goes:
Golden checked out the map to help find the best way to get there.
As you can see, it turned out the cheetah was more interested in Golden's neck. But this kind man was nice enough to give us a ride.
At this point of the story I fell asleep and woke up in this spiffy new suit and hat, Golden had somehow regrown a neck and gotten us a car (apparently the deal for the day was rent a car and get one free Neil Patrick Harris).
Luckily for us our buddy Neil knew where Nando's was, so without further ado, I present:
Looked slightly more up-market than our Nando's at home. Much nicer inside.
Mmm YUM! One of the best meals I've had in Canada - mine was the two on the left.
How would I compare it you ask? Welllllll it was gooooood, but not quite the same. The bun was more like a tougher roll, and it didn't quite have the melt in your mouth deliciousness.
Ok, Ok, so maybe our story wasn't that cool, I guess we only really caught a train, waited at a shopping centre, got picked up by my auntie and got driven to nando's:
Oh but we are quite the bargain hunters, we went to the $1 shop and bought all this stuff for $16:
A few more random photos on the way back to the bus terminal:
All in all it was a fun day. The Nando's definitely made it worth it (oh and by the way I didn't end up getting my shoulder checked by my Auntie, I spent the whole time with her eating Nando's and then she had to go to work). Ahh well, what's medical attention when there's a delicious burger to eat.
JOSH
On Tuesday, Golden and I decided to make the trip up to Calgary - I needed to get my shoulder checked by my Auntie (I possibly have a hairline fracture in it after battling a sleuth of grizzlies), and Golden needed to buy some underwear to add to his current collection.....of two (someone stole the rest out of the dryer at the YWCA - who does that?).
We got up bright and early and caught the Greyhound bus. Unfortunately I wasn't awake enough to remember to take photos at this point. But don't worry, I expertly photshopped an excellent representation of how it looked.
(Picture to scale.....they just have really small buses in Canada)
So, first things first. We did some a little shopping at Sears.
We then took a leisurely stroll around the city. That's the Calgary Tower in the background. And if you look closely you can see down the end of the carpark a police car which we didn't realise was in the photo at the time. On closer inspection two guys were getting arrested - ahhh what a lovely city.
Anyway, as you can see, our trip to Calgary was fast becoming boring, and you're probably thinking "for the love of God, don't let Josh post again". So to make this trip (and blog) a little more interesting, Golden and I decided we needed......an adventure!
As many of you know, we quite regularly frequent the fine restuarant Nando's up in the Ivanhoe shops. We had previously been told there was one Nando's in Calgary, so we set about to find it.
Golden checked out the map to help find the best way to get there.
He decided it would be fastest by cheetah.
As you can see, it turned out the cheetah was more interested in Golden's neck. But this kind man was nice enough to give us a ride. At this point of the story I fell asleep and woke up in this spiffy new suit and hat, Golden had somehow regrown a neck and gotten us a car (apparently the deal for the day was rent a car and get one free Neil Patrick Harris).Luckily for us our buddy Neil knew where Nando's was, so without further ado, I present:
Looked slightly more up-market than our Nando's at home. Much nicer inside.Mmm YUM! One of the best meals I've had in Canada - mine was the two on the left.How would I compare it you ask? Welllllll it was gooooood, but not quite the same. The bun was more like a tougher roll, and it didn't quite have the melt in your mouth deliciousness.
Ok, Ok, so maybe our story wasn't that cool, I guess we only really caught a train, waited at a shopping centre, got picked up by my auntie and got driven to nando's:
Oh but we are quite the bargain hunters, we went to the $1 shop and bought all this stuff for $16:
A few more random photos on the way back to the bus terminal:
All in all it was a fun day. The Nando's definitely made it worth it (oh and by the way I didn't end up getting my shoulder checked by my Auntie, I spent the whole time with her eating Nando's and then she had to go to work). Ahh well, what's medical attention when there's a delicious burger to eat.
JOSH
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Sunshine Village.
Is the second mountain I'm going to introduce to you guys on this blog. Sunshine Village is a beautiful ski resort that's about 20-minute bus drive away from the town of Banff. It's smaller than Lake Louise, but it's also higher above the sea level, and perhaps that's why there's better snow in Sunshine Village at the moment. I suppose the main attraction of the mountain for me is the fact that you can pretty much make your own way down any run, through the trees and on soft, powder snow.
Here are some photos of Sunshine when we went skiing a few days ago.
The boys, Preparing for their 20-minute gondola ride to the main village. Too many skiiers in the group, I think.
The line-up for the gondola. It was a busy day.
Inside the said gondola. It was a pretty cold morning and Heathy was clever enough to put on his balaclava.
Gondola door.
Picture of the gondola station (?).
The Day lodge where we usually get our healthy lunch consisting of burger and fries.
Everyone's keen to get their day of riding started.
Check out the adorable ski-baby in the centre.
Top of Angel Express chair lift. It was pretty foggy in the morning, but it cleared up in the afternoon.
View from the top.
Michael and Cam enjoying their day. They've been improving at a rapid rate.
More shots from the chairlift.
View from the top 2.
A group of boarders readying for their ride down the mountain.
Josh making a rare appearance on the blog, he has been quite elusive lately.
I'm loving everything about this mountain; fresh snow, smooth runs, and how you can ski-out all the way down to where you catch the bus. I'm looking forward to going back there soon.
Jin
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