|"I missed you this much!"|
I'm linking up to Patti's "Visible Monday" over at Not Dead Yet Style. I didn't put myself out there style-wise - I wore the same thing with variations all weekend - but I definitely operated WAY outside of my comfort zone all weekend, and I'm proud of myself for not cracking up (too much). I only cried once!
I always take a picture of Vizzini before I go so that I can look at him. Funny, I never do that for L!
|"It's good that you know who is important here."|
Bright and early Friday morning. All my stuff is packed and in the hallway in the background.
Bundled up in my outerwear - we were headed for the snowy heights of Mt. Washington, an alpine resort about midway up Vancouver Island (I live on the southern tip of the island). Link here.
- Toque/scarf - Danier Leather
- Parka - T Tahari, thrifted; last seen here this month
- Gloves - vintage, vintage fair - last wear!
The plan: Caro knows Paul, who owns a chalet at Mount Washington, and let six of us Winesday Women stay in it for Friday and Saturday night. Caro brought her truck; Karen rented a VW Tiguan. Three of us in each car, stowed with gear. Some of us will ski (not me!), some will snowshoe (not me!), and some will stay inside and read and recharge their batteries (me!!). Every person was responsible for a meal (I was Friday's dinner; I brought homemade chili), their own beverages, and to bring her own bedding, towels, and other necessary things.
Caro picked me up bright and early Friday morning.
We picked up Vero. Hi, Vero!
It can be a little scary on the highway, as there are a lot of logging trucks and other big trucks.
This is a very intimidating sight to drive by.
We were texting with the Tiguan - the intrepid and all-round awesome driver Cat was behind us with Karen and Yvonne. Thank you for your fantastic driving, Cat!
Now we're starting to see snow on the sides of the roads.
Uh-oh, more snow.
Snow sticking to the trees now.
Okay, now it's snowing.
But the trees are still pretty!
Here we are on the truck's navigator.
|We've been driving for just over 3 hours here - getting hungry for lunch!|
The chain-up area - only vehicles with snow-tires, 4-wheel-drive or chains are allowed up here. (more foreshadowing!).
Um, are you sure we want to drive into that snow?
And we're still going, right?
We had four-wheel drive on our Ram truck, and the Tiguan was a champ in the snow. Others were NOT as smart.
And we made it! Mount Washington!
The chalets came into view, along with a little caterpillar plow. (more foreshadowing!)
Here's our chalet! It was a 3-bedroom, 3-bathroom house. We really should have shoved out the garage door and put a car in there...and look at that snow already accumulated on the door peak. (more foreshadowing!)
The truck pulled in front with the Tiguan behind.
|Look at that nice flat, plowed driveway. It's the last time we'd see it for a while...|
Even though it's blurry, I love this picture because of our elation at finally getting here. The incident with Pajama Man and the Chains was stressful!
Ooh, let's look around at the views from the chalet, shall we?
Inside the chalet, looking from the living room area to the kitchen.
The living room. We had trouble getting a satellite signal on the TV.
Okay, gang, let's suit up and go to the village! I borrowed a pair of snow pants from Karen (thank you, hon!) because I am an unprepared goon who doesn't own clothing for this climate.
|Karen, Yvonne? and Vero?|
We had lunch at the pub there, then checked out the rental areas and scoped everything out.
One of the ski hills.
Yvonne and Caro consult the map.
Awesome. Point me to a couch, make me a cup of tea, and fetch my blankie. While the others did their things (snowshoe exploration, a bit of skiing), that's what I did.
This was such a pretty view. I took a lot of pictures of it...
That night we chilled out. ate my chili, drank wine and gabbed. Couldn't get the TV working, so we played a couple of games. The next morning, we woke up to lots of coffee, fresh toast, a fruit salad and a wonderful sausage, veggie and egg scramble, courtesy of Cat.
More skiing and snowshoeing for my women on Saturday, and more indoor reading and napping for me. But the snow...it's still snowing...
We ate delicious lasagna that night with a salad and crusty bread.
|Caro, Vero, Yvonne, Cat, Karen and me!|
After dinner, around 8pm, we peeped out, and thought since it was snowing still, maybe we'd better shovel out the cars, just in case.
We opened the door and...ACK!
We worked for nearly an hour to dig out the 8 inches or so of snow that had enveloped the cars. Everyone came out and dug for a bit - many hands made short work of it.
Feeling flush with our labours, we came back inside and had more wine and some junk food (what's a vacation without junk food?).
That night, we heard the snowplow coming - I viewed from one of the bedrooms upstairs, as she went by.
|That's the reflection of my camera in the upper left|
With a wave, she went on her way.
And the snow out on the deck?
Sunday morning, time to go home!
As you can see, the skies were so blue! It looks fake, but I didn't do any colour-correcting at all.
Did I mention this window that I'm looking out is on the second floor?
We finally figured out why the satellite signal wasn't coming through.
But our cars...we had over 110 cm (about 4.5 feet) of snow overnight. What had happened to them?
|Karen, coming back from taking some photos of our neighbourhood|
The truck and the Tiguan.
I helped dig for a little while, but there weren't enough shovels and I felt in the way (and my wool gloves had popped holes in the fingers and were useless by then). We shoveled and dug for hours, all day, checking devices for news - "The Mountain is closed!" We were all over the local news! This was the first time the resort had been closed in 20 years due to snow! Link here.
Can you see them in the centre of this picture?
We kept digging...and it kept snowing!
One we wished we'd thought of sooner. Hindsight and all.
But during the day it finally stopped, and the sun came out.
I'm still not going out there.
You don't fool me. I'm totally not going out there.
I tried to read (I brought a few trashy novels, read nearly 2), and calm myself. Deep breathing.
|Her feet are not touching the deck there|
I watched as five amazing women cleared out the cars, digging them down to the wheels again.
The Tiguan is clear! The Ram truck is clear!
Hey, we're on the news! Not us, but the other people stuck up here.
I cobbled together dinner fixin's from our leftovers and tidied up the chalet, running the dishwasher too.
Look at these women! They got the Tiguan out! Hurrah!
Linda came by with the plow and helped clear our driveway.
She carved out the driveway entry, clearing a nice wide swath.
A neighbour stopped by - Karen had met Nigel the dog on her morning photo expeditions - he loaned us an extra shovel.
|Nigel is a big black poodle|
And then Linda got stuck, her rear wheels going rrrrrrr, even with the chains on them. And oops, gotta move the Tiguan, someone's trying to get through.
Karen grabbed a shovel - we're getting the driveway shoveled and we're opening the garage and we are putting that Tiguan in there!
Let's get 'er in, Cat!
Okay, now back up.
This morning (Monday), it dawned bright and clear. Hurray!
Look at that blue sky.
And here's our chalet again - note the snow on the left side, nearly up to the kitchen windows!
How did I feel about going home?
|"I'm so happy!"|
How do I really feel about all this?
|"Get me the fuck home."|
Let's get things loaded!
I tried to do a group photo with my timer, but the bright snow threw off the light reading and the aperture stayed open, resulting in this:
|"Hey, it's still go---" *click*|
Looking up towards the village.
While we were waiting to get out, another truck came by. The women in it backed up...and slid into a snowbank!
|"Hi, Vero!" "Hi, Sheilala!"|
Oh, god, yes, we are in the truck and going home!
Yes, we were "those people", driving down the highway with chunks of ice and snow flying off us. Guilty.
Some of the ski trails are visible here.
I guess if you're into skiing or snowy activities, this is a pretty amazing place to do it.
Looking down the island. We're so far north, I can't even see where we're headed.
I do love to LOOK at the pretty trees in the snow.
We crept down the road.
More trees and bushes.
I see road!
We kept in touch with the crew in the Tiguan.
I had to take a picture of the gnome!
Um, he's not as nice up close.
We stopped in at the gas station, which had a White Spot restaurant in it, and had burgers, fries and onion rings for lunch (yum!). One of the attendants was kind enough to take our picture.
|Cat, Vero, Yvonne, Karen, Caro, me|
Coming down-island after lunch.
And now I'm home, and while that was a fun trip, I am SO glad to be here!