There's pow in Fernie, but we can't reach it!

The view outside our motel on another -30*C morning. Ohhh Canadaaaa!!!

For now though, stuck in Calgary. In hindsight, this wasn't all bad. It has been said that the 'Master The Mountain' crew are one of the closest of all the courses running there, and many will attribute this to the bonding day we had in Calgary, eagerly waiting on news that Jenny would be coming to get us. In the meantime though, after a quick trip to the mall, i stumbled upon a video by a local Fernie shredder by the name of Dylan Siggers, which brought goosebumps over my entire body. 120cms had fallen in less than 2 days, and boy does that make for epic skiing:

Dylan Siggers - Kootenay Influence. Jan 17th Fernie

At last the news we'd been waiting for. Jenny had arrived. After the usual greetings, we hopped straight into the van and headed for Fernie. Once at the Red Tree Lodge, we had a brief from the owner, Rupert, then headed out to 'The Pub' for some food and a couple of beers. Having mentioned i had been to Fernie before, i was given the task of selecting the beer for the table. There was no doubt in my mind that the Fernie First Trax brown ale was the one, and all 3 pitchers went down very well indeed!