Friday morning I took a walk out to Lost Lake, which is a couple of Kms out of Whistler village. I passed a guy who said he'd seen a bear a little further along the path so I hurried along, keeping my eyes peeled, hoping to spot one, but no luck! Still it was a lovely morning for a walk around Lost Lake, so called because, despite it being relatively close to the village, you feel like you're right out in the middle of nowhere.

Jess managed to get back from work just in time to see me off at the bus station, then it was back down to Vancouver for the last few days before I would be heading back to home sweet home :)