The Big Boarder smiled at his friends as he pushed away from the top of the Ridge Rocket express. The snow was covering his boots and he looked at his friends as they whooped in delight. It was another day of fresh snow and deep powder. Unexpectedly, Big Boarder and Read more…
A crisp wind blew across the fourth-floor podium of One Water Street this morning. I looked at the flags fluttering in the breeze. The cool February winds pierced my coat and sucked the warmth from my core. The wind was not helping my plans for the day. My buddy was Read more…
I feel the power of music surge through my soul. It holds me in its grip, My foot races to the beat, my body involuntarily flows with the rhythm and energy of the music. It is an awakening experience. I turn up the volume and feel the sounds surge through Read more…
“Where’s Marijke?” my wife’s voice broke into my dream. “What do you mean? She’s in bed.” I groaned back at Krista. Of course, she was in bed. I looked at the clock and saw the display, ‘3:12’ it was in the am I was sure. Where else could my daughter Read more…
MMMM chocolate, luscious, delicious chocolate. A dark whiskey truffle from Daniels chocolate melted in my mouth as I savoured every second. I resisted the desire to bite down; I held my mouth still and allowed the flavour to seep into my senses. It was five minutes of pure decadent enjoyment. Read more…
I stared out the window at the big fat fluffy flakes of snow falling from the sky. My buddy had a plan, he was taking his son out of school and headed for Big White. I had a different plan, one that didn’t involve skiing the fresh snow at the Read more…
The two friends jumped into the truck and headed on the road for a new adventure. Barrman looked over at his buddy Big Boarder and smiled. It was just after 8:00 am, the road was clear and the sun peaked through the clouds overhead. “It looks like an awesome day Read more…
Love. Many times over the years I thought I knew what love was. It was an affliction, an addiction. It was a time when I couldn’t be without that other person. Or so I thought at the time. Now I know what love means to me. It means being wrong Read more…
‘Windchill of minus 25 in the alpine’ screamed the headline on the Big White website. There it was in bold letters surrounded by red on the top of the page. It was a warning, a caution for those that feared the biting cold. I texted my neighbour Brad and wondered Read more…
Superbowl Sunday in the coronaverse. It was almost normal to watch the yearly sporting spectacle that takes over the TV screens in North America every February. Almost normal. I tried to care, I tried to find a reason to pull for a team of millionaires chasing a pigskin around a Read more…