Day 278, 8 April 2013, Whistler, B.C. Yee Hah! Sunshine. No fog. No nothing. Brilliant skiing day, beautifully groomed runs. All the athletes from the recent Whistler Cup have disappeared and the mountain was absolutely, positively, gloriously, empty. Had an awesome morning. Finally getting my confidence back after tumble a week or so ago. Had gorgeous 3 hours of skiing then lunch then left James for another couple of hours after lunch. Quit while you're...

Day 277, 7 April 2013, Whistler, B.C. The weather forecast for the mountain was promising... Cloudy with Sun. Visibility - variable. What that meant in reality was dense fog - visibility of 1-2 metres in some spots. Sun was not copied on the weather forecast it would seem. Spent a couple of hours playing hide & go seek with other skiers. And then jumped on the bus home. If people were visiting for just one week of Spring skiing at Whistler, this would ...

Day 276, 6 April 2013, Whistler, B.C. TRACKS! First tracks - Fresh Tracks - Dog Tracks - Sled Tracks. What a day! Our good mate in Whistler gave us a couple of First Tracks Breakfast passes he was unable to use. Now getting up at 6 am with rain pouring outside and getting ski gear on is a big ask. But it's not when there's a hot breakfast to be had at the top of the mountain - not to mention it being the penultimate day of mountain breakfasts and a powder day! ...

Day 275, 5 April 2013, Whistler, B.C. In the early hours of the morning it occurred to me that today marked the 9 month point of the trip. Or the 3 months left point depending on the state of the water in your glass. Wow. Nine countries to go. Lucky I'm having such a fabulous rest in Whistler! It was raining hard on the roof of the condo this morning. Now in theory I knew that meant it was snowing beyond some random point on the trip up the mountain. But i...

Day 274, 4 April 2013, Whistler, B.C. Gorgeous day for doing not a great deal. All a bit grey and dreary in the valley today. The greens of the golf course are almost completely freed from the snow. Spring flowers are popping up everywhere and the creeks are burbling away. It was also drizzly. Sheer laziness prevailed on my part and I lazed the morning away before tootling up the mountain for lunch with James (he who skis no matter the weather). We seem to...