The bombs broke my sleep. Looking out the window, snow, heavy snow, fell in the morning half-light. The metal barn roof across the street lost its ribs to a blanket of fluffy white stuff. This is April. The hill closes this weekend. Fernival presents another end–of-the-season blast from the past with the dinosaur rock band, [...]
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The Monster Enemy Lines became a waiting game with the rain and the disintegration of the snow pack in the upper elevations of Fernie Alpine Resort. After two days of above freezing levels and the incoming front carrying rain, heavy at times, the course inspectors and Fernie Ski Patrol decided the original course off the [...]
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It’s the first day of new winter. Victoria Street is ankle deep in snow. A mid-shin berm runs down the middle of the street where cars pushed the piles snow out of the way. The city workers were clearly surprised by the sudden onset of snow. My cat refuses to go outside anymore. At 8:30 [...]
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In broad strokes, philosophy falls into two schools. The belief that essence precedes existence. Or opposite belief, that existence precedes essence. The first believes we are born with an innate nature—be it the Original Sin of Christianity or the predetermined good or evil of our being. Or just Human Nature. This essence leaves us predisposed [...]
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It was raining. It was opening day at Fernie Alpine Resort. A ski area. And it was raining. I grew up skiing the Sierra’s and then moved to the Colorado Rockies. In either locale, skiing and rain will not be found in the same sentence. Then, I moved to the Northwest. Skiing in Southern BC, [...]
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It was a dark and stormy night (Tuesday, November 19th). At 10:30PM, in a fit of desperation–It really can’t be all bad—I checked the FAR Griz Cam. The Griz was gone. All that was left was a little white stick rising out of a pile of snow with numbers, centimeter measures, running from 40 to [...]
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The days were cool. And then chill. Now they are downright cold. The nights turn bitter after dark. Winter. The other day, sitting in Freshies we joked how after the first 20 below snap hits, this will seem balmy. Today, it seems really really cold. Funny, the adaptation to winter. How we stubbornly keep one [...]
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Well before dawn, I stood at my window with a new winter reflected in the streetlights. As I stood, cradling a hot cup of coffee, a spike buck walked along the side of the house and out into the yard. Stopping for a moment to browse on a bush, he continued and walked uncaring down [...]
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October Second Early this afternoon, I drove up to Alpine Trails. When I left at maybe four or four thirty, the Sisters were hidden behind a scrim of snow flurries. It reminded me of the sheer sheet you use for shadow puppet plays. You see though just a bit, but no detail is clear. As [...]
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This is the season of conditioning. The days still hold a length. The afternoons become barely warm. As the sun drops over the mountain ridge, the air cools quickly. Year-round, I use one hike as a benchmark. Tonight was my first jaunt. From Overweightea, I grab a few oranges, a round of Brie and two [...]
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