There was a sweet looking gap over a cat track that looks like a go-er when we get snow, although i'm scared about hitting it already! There were still a few drops around to practice on until the Griz blesses us with some nice fresh powder:
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| Not big, but good for practicing technique |
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| ALWAYS claim it. |
Luke had to leave us to teach his young rippers this afternoon, but we headed back out with Wendy and Dwight after our 'farewell picnic' in the Lost Boys cafe. After a few tree runs, Dwight suggested we do 'Gotta Go', a run which requires you to traverse across Knot Chutes by jumping over rocks. Whilst trying to persuade Leon (who thought he would probably die) to come with us, Ruben came out with the quote of the day - ''Come on Leon, dying is for losers!''
We made it over with no core shots and had a decent run down. The snow wasn't good, but its getting to that stage where almost all of the mountain is tracked, rocks are poking through, and the whole resort is in desperate need of a big dump of pow. It was definately good to get a difficult run in today though.
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| Staring down Gotta Go, ready for the most |
After the ski day, we got dropped off downtown for the unofficial Nonstop Big Bang Bagel 'Da Bomb' challenge. This is a super bagel, which if eaten within the record time of 9m13s, you get for free and become the official 'Bomb Diffuser' with your mugshot on the wall of fame. Even if you finish you become a member of the 'Bomb Squad'...
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| The boys and the bagels |
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| The bagel |
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| Leon getting stuck in! |
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| Gav finishes with a time of 10:12!! Good effort! |
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| Martin finishes with a time of 19:12, top lad! |
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| The relief on Leons face tells the story! Time 29:59!! |
Congrats boys you are all members of the Bomb Squad, so close for Gav though, he wants another go!!
For those of us who hadn't just stuffed a kilo of bagel into our faces as fast as possible, The Brick House was the destination for our evening meal. Fernie Fix, the local magazine gave it the honour of the best burger in town, and it did not disappoint!
The Big Bang Bagel poem:
Through the winter chills,
Of the Rocky hills,
Is a town with famous snow.
Among fir tree,
To Fernie BC,
For deep powder you’ll have to go.
Now you might ask why,
So much falls from the sky,
And the answer is found in a tale.
So lend me your ear,
A legend you’ll hear,
To amaze you, I will not fail.
There’s a man named Griz,
And the legend is,
He was raised by grizzly bears.
He’s a short stocky man.
With a musket in hand,
He walks with bare feet and no cares.
Though his looks are unique,
The true mystery you seek,
Lies in the musket he takes.
On a cold cloudy day,
When he shoots it your way,
There are no bullets, but only snowflakes.
Well the legend of snow,
Is one most people know,
But there’s more to this story you’ll see.
Cause a Griz who works hard,
Cannot live on just lard,
Needs good food to bring snow to Fernie
So he went down to the town,
And he searched all around,
Saying, “Snow, for a good meal to eat?”
But most towns’ folk were scared,
Said, “He growls like the bears!”
Just one cried, “I’ll make what you seek!!!”
Well the girl who cried out,
You’re about to find out,
Was a girl, who was not very tall.
But you’ll realize that kid,
With the thing that she did,
To accomplish big things, can be small.
This girl thought for a while,
Then said with a smile,
Big snow deserves a big meal.
She mixed water and flour,
Added egg and yeast power,
It’s dough! She now kneads it with zeal.
Then she set it aside,
To let the dough rise,
Right away then, the dough starts to grow.
A great big Griz bread,
Is what he’ll be fed,
And forever in Fernie, it’ll snow.
Well the rising won’t stop,
And soon to the top,
Of the mountain the dough will have risen.
Though the cold wind brought chills,
The girl cried out with thrills,
“A huge meal to the Griz will be given!”
The dough still in growth mode,
Looked about to explode,
Then “BIG BANG!” was heard by big and by little!
And when the smoke cleared,
The thing that appeared,
Was a bagel with a hole in the middle.
And when all was done,
BIG BANG BAGEL #1,
Was given to Griz in exchange,
For snow in the town,
And all the way down.
From Mt. Hosmer to the great Lizard Range.
So remember this tale,
When the cold winds prevail,
And the land is all white, cause it’s snowed.
And when BIG BANGs ring out,
You need never doubt,
That a BAGEL for Griz will bestowed.
Through the winter chills,
Of the Rocky hills,
Is a town with famous snow.
Among fir tree,
To Fernie BC,
For deep powder you’ll have to go.
Now you might ask why,
So much falls from the sky,
And the answer is found in a tale.
So lend me your ear,
A legend you’ll hear,
To amaze you, I will not fail.
There’s a man named Griz,
And the legend is,
He was raised by grizzly bears.
He’s a short stocky man.
With a musket in hand,
He walks with bare feet and no cares.
Though his looks are unique,
The true mystery you seek,
Lies in the musket he takes.
On a cold cloudy day,
When he shoots it your way,
There are no bullets, but only snowflakes.
Well the legend of snow,
Is one most people know,
But there’s more to this story you’ll see.
Cause a Griz who works hard,
Cannot live on just lard,
Needs good food to bring snow to Fernie
So he went down to the town,
And he searched all around,
Saying, “Snow, for a good meal to eat?”
But most towns’ folk were scared,
Said, “He growls like the bears!”
Just one cried, “I’ll make what you seek!!!”
Well the girl who cried out,
You’re about to find out,
Was a girl, who was not very tall.
But you’ll realize that kid,
With the thing that she did,
To accomplish big things, can be small.
This girl thought for a while,
Then said with a smile,
Big snow deserves a big meal.
She mixed water and flour,
Added egg and yeast power,
It’s dough! She now kneads it with zeal.
Then she set it aside,
To let the dough rise,
Right away then, the dough starts to grow.
A great big Griz bread,
Is what he’ll be fed,
And forever in Fernie, it’ll snow.
Well the rising won’t stop,
And soon to the top,
Of the mountain the dough will have risen.
Though the cold wind brought chills,
The girl cried out with thrills,
“A huge meal to the Griz will be given!”
The dough still in growth mode,
Looked about to explode,
Then “BIG BANG!” was heard by big and by little!
And when the smoke cleared,
The thing that appeared,
Was a bagel with a hole in the middle.
And when all was done,
BIG BANG BAGEL #1,
Was given to Griz in exchange,
For snow in the town,
And all the way down.
From Mt. Hosmer to the great Lizard Range.
So remember this tale,
When the cold winds prevail,
And the land is all white, cause it’s snowed.
And when BIG BANGs ring out,
You need never doubt,
That a BAGEL for Griz will bestowed.
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