Whistler is famous for skiing and snow you would think its a winter destination. Hell no its the middle of June and were off for some cold and wet fun.
First stop along the winding coast road between cliffs and the sea is to have a picnic next to a creek on a tree stump with what seemed to be loads of bear hair - obvioulsy a good scratching post.
Jess and Aaron spent quite a while eating wild peas - very juicy and sweet.
We arrive at Whistler with just enough time to get to the top before the last chair lift up stops running.
As I am taking a photo it must be Aaron (grey and orange jacket) who has thrown that snow ball at Ben (blue jacket). As the blow up below shows - snow hurtling towards Ben. Talk about brotherly love.
There was a little more snow than this with skiiers and snowboarders still riding where they could.
And where there is snow you have got to have a snow ball fight.
Now where is Aaron off too in such a hurry?
Arrrr to round everyone up for a photo. Not running away from Jess.
Not sure but there seems to be some sort of conspiracy against me… its Kathy who is taking photos and sending Jess in to attack me…
The big push…
The fall…
Oops!
Exhausted from running on mushy snow, we head down the hill again on the cable car.
Which was very high up.
Though more fantastic views.
Down at the bottom Jess goes on a bouncy thing - as if she needs anymore bounce.
Up…
And Over…
And back down again.
With a bounce…. boing… boing… boing!
