Well folks, Happy New Year first of all. Hope everyone had a wonderful holiday.
I myself had a wonderful trip home to Austin for Christmas. My brother got engaged, I got a lot of cool stuff and I generally ate myself silly. Now if that ain't a good time, I don't know what is. We even took a really nice little family photo.
I briefly flew back to LA for a night before jetting up to meet the old Portfolio Center boyz in Whistler, BC, for a little skiing and New Year's revelry. It was awesome to see them all at the same time again and I'm still not sure whether I'm more sore from skiing or laughing.
I'll also say of all the places I've skied, Whistler takes the cake by a mile. Or 1.609 kilometers, I should say. It's got a stellar village, its run by the nicest people in the world who love their mountain and their way of life in a way we could all learn from, it dumps copious amounts of snow, the ski mountain frikkin' defies words (8000 acres, a full mile of vertical!), and it's all in a setting that's downright otherworldly. It's no wonder there were literally people from all four corners of the world spending their holiday with us. And no wonder why they'll be hosting the 2010 Winter Olympics.
Fortunately, they haven't started the full-on Olympic construction projects just yet. Unfortunately, the US dollar's currently in the toilet or we could have lived a little larger.
Oh yeah, and I took some pictures.
This the view from our place of Whistler Mountain.
And to the left, Blackcomb Mountain.
Btw, I felt Blackcomb was the way better of the two. But then Whistler did have some super dope bowl skiing and the epic 5,280 foot vertical Peak to Creek trail. It'll make your legs hate you.
There was loads of skiing. Personally, I shredded that thing down for 3 full days. Here's the crew all together on the first day: Matt, me, Matt, Josh and Kevin.
Given my exceptional skill, the gold was really never in question.
Much to Josh and Matt's chagrin.
Did I mention the mountain was stunningly beautiful?
And of course there were apres drinks.
Sometimes two at a time.
And I lost a bet. It's a long story but involved a steakhouse that for some reason had hair gel in their bathroom.
And of course a New Years blowout to welcome this bad boy in.
All of the pics are on my flickr page there to the right if you wanna check 'em.