The last few days has been all about skiing on Red Mountain with the girls and hanging out with the wonderful Rossland crowd. My third visit to this little corner of the Kootenays and it always feels a little bit like coming home. This time we've got our own cabin at the ski village, instead of bunking at Sandra's, but there are just as many evenings spent with old friends – Domhnall's friends, of course, but also mine after all these years. Bridget's birthday dinner, an art show opening, Sparky's band ('The
White Crows of the New Apostolic Church') playing at Rafters after a great ski day, dinner at Sandra's. The skiing hasn't been so fantastic this year, mostly really bad visibility, and no Red powder to play on... but it's always fun. Skiing with Lucille and Jen and Bridget and Andrea, mostly playing on Paradise, which always seems to have the best conditions whatever the snow and the weather are doing. Stopping off at Paradise Lodge for coffee and cinnamon rolls. Coming home for lunch and wine. Having a beer at Rafters when the lifts close, cooking up a storm later. Oh, and somewhere in there Lucille taught me to crochet. What more could you want from a holiday?
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