The division still exists. I wanted to think that it was over. With the last gasps of covid19, I thought we could return to a time of sanity. A time like before when we may have disagreed with other people but still respected their right not to agree. That seems Read more…
Sixty-two days on skis. Over six hundred times on the chair. Big White treated me right and I had a fantastic ski season—my best season in my life. I hope to have many more. We finished the season off in style. Although we never reached the top of the mountain Read more…
Mother Nature decided it was a great day to play a joke on everyone. She gave Big White Ski Resort a final day of awesome powder skiing. It was no joke though. It was real, and it was really good. It may not have been a joke but laughs filled Read more…
It was March 23, 2020 and I just finished a walk with some dear friends at Big White. I sat down and wrote my first journal entry. My wife said I should share it on Facebook. I thought, hey why not? The reaction was very positive. So the next day Read more…
Music flowed from the man’s fingers and into the soul. It was a day of celebration and camaraderie at the Globe at Big White Ski Resort. It was Saint Paddy’s Day. Jon Bos played his heart out and the bar vibrated with the joy of live music. It was the Read more…
Three years ago the WHO declared Covid 19 a pandemic. It felt like it was another world away. But it only took a couple of days until it was declared a health emergency in Canada. Two weeks, they said. Two weeks of social distancing and washing hands and it would Read more…
Cookster wanted to get the perfect season. After his ski buddy died he wanted to ride on snow every single day that Big White was open. He realized that you never know when it can all be taken away. It was time to seize the moment and try for the Read more…
Music filled the Kelowna Community Theatre, the rhythm and beat filled my soul. It began with the first blast of Rock and Roll and cascaded with energy until the last notes of Whole Lotta Love faded into the night. It wasn’t Led Zeppelin but it was as close as any Read more…
Monday musings from my blog. The sun is out and blue sky glows down on our paradise. Okanagan valley is alight with the first signs of second spring. It tried to snow over the weekend but it was merely a dusting of mother natures paintbrush. No matter what has happened Read more…
Barrman tossed and turned in the night. His mind was filled with dreams of the past and dreams of the future. He drifted through dreams of work that turned into dreams of powder- Okanagan Champagne powder. He saw it as clearly as if he were awake. Snow caressed his calves Read more…