Heiko picked up the old school building with the idea of turning it into high-end condos.

Opening day at the ski hill is kind of like a blind date arranged by a cousin.

In Whitefish they asked, “Has it rained like this in Fernie?” “Yes. Like a Fernie month of monsoons.” “We’ve had […]

Stepping out of the house, I stopped. Stock still, I smelled the air. Breathing deeply. The sun lit only the […]

On Saturday June 25 Fernie Alpine Resort opens for the summer.

“You know they just made this up. The Monster guys. There’s never been anything like this.”

On the Griz there was 35cm. The snow report declared 30cm. Bombs started at 7am.

Skiing on Christmas is a deliberate disconnect with the norm. Everyone has a story on why, this is mine.

It’s a new season and we’re in Fernie turning left and turning right.

The snow packed on the front walk and hard on the streets. Slippery, yet with caution, a hidden grip accompanies the right pace.

In mid-October the first North American ski areas opened for the season.

I wonder where Fernie sits on the spectrum of “small towns”?