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March 30, 2009 | Tips from Us > Vancouver, Snowshoeing
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Last night was Earth Hour, and my husband and I and didn't stop at just turning out the lights for an hour. We turned out the lights, left home and drove to the top of Mt Seymour near downtown Vancouver, where we built ourselves an igloo to sleep in for the night.

We were with a group of friends and new acquaintances, testing out an overnight tour offered by West Coast Adventures. It was a worthy endeavour to have along the experts, because without some guidance building an igloo could be quite tricky. They also brought along yummy snacks. And dinner. And breakfast. And a few other things that made the whole night quite comfortable.

But before all that, we started out with an igloo-building lesson. Our guides demonstrated how to make an igloo block, by cutting it out with a saw and shovel. By cutting out the blocks out from what will become the floor of the igloo, and then building the blocks around the circular edge of the floor, the igloo takes shape.

It turns out I'm quite a whiz at cutting snow blocks. My husband, on the other hand, excelled at placing the blocks and sealing them in, which is not super easy: the walls go up on a significant angle, and need to be gently yet strongly secured into place with the blocks tightly wedged together. Three hours later, 12 of us had build four igloos, plus a cosy outdoor 'living room' for meals and socializing.

The day had started as snowy and foggy, and we couldn't see much further than a nearby band of trees. But as the light began to fade, the clouds opened up and we could see the city spread out below us. It was a remarkable feeling - at first as if we were on a remote mountain alone in the world - and the next minute, on top of the world yet close enough to see the roof lines of houses below. Welcome to a new sport: urban iglooing. "Where else in the world," pointed out the visiting Brit in the group, "Can you do something like this?"

As the evening wore on, the wine and food flowed and the campfire was lit, and soon we were ready for bed. We retreated back to our igloos, now cosy with candlelight, sheepskin rugs and warm sleeping bags.

The next morning, the sun was out and the view from our igloo-village was beautiful. After breakfast and packing up, the last thing to do before leaving was to tear down the igloos, making sure no-one would stumble on them and fall in. However, it turned out we did a fairly good job of building super-strong structures: we were able to walk over the tops of all four of the igloos, and then we put in some considerable effort to bring them down (seriously, these things are strong!)

A ten minute walk later, and we were back at our cars and civilization - add another fifteen minute drive, and we had emerged from winter into spring. Roughing it doesn't get much easier than that.

Posted by Janice , at 08:33 PM

Backcountry Skiing

March 26, 2009 | Tips from Us > Revelstoke, Backcountry Skiing
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My husband and I are back from a week in the backcountry near Revelstoke, freshly showered and now re-living our adventures. A vacation that all boils down to this: Eat. Ski. Sleep.

Skiing was the real reason we showed up. However the day we arrived, while sunny and beautiful, was another clear day in a long spell of no new snow.

But that changed quickly, because it started snowing on Monday night and didn't stop til Thursday morning. By that time, over 80cm had fallen (94cm was the tally by week's end). So much powder fell that we didn't know what to do with it - there may actually be, it turns out, such thing as too much snow. It took me a bit of time to get my mojo going, but the fun was endless - following each other through the trees with hoots and hollers, gales of laughter and the occassional scream, hitting a note somewhere between fear and joy. By Thursday though, the snow had moved on, the sun came out and our groove had set in. That was the day I had the best day of skiing. Ever. Let me tell you, a day like that leaves one with an amazing feeling of euphoria.

Here's some video from our trip; enjoy.

Posted by Janice , at 03:12 PM