On Thursday we went for a short tour on Paul’s Ridge near Squamish having spent the previous day resort skiing to help Barbara get her ski legs back. We woke to the tinny sound of rain of the roof of Snow White (Bells Toyota Four Runner truck) and our room for the night. I was quite excited to hear the rain as BC has had a serious lack of snow this year and rain in the valley means snow up high. We bounced out of bed, well sort of, and headed down the road to grab some breakfast and food for lunch.
The route starts from the top of a logging road, which we found without too much bother. However Barbara was most unhappy with the lack of grip we seemed to have on the washboard and icy track. I pointed out this was in part due to being in two wheel drive and in part due to the dodgy tyres. This didn’t settle Barbara much, I must try harder with tact and diplomacy!
As we headed on up I was wondering if it was going to be raining or snowing at the start of the route, slowly as we gained elevation the rain became sleet then snow. We then reached a steep hairpin bend and I decided it was time to try out the four wheel drive, as there was no way we would make it otherwise. Even in four wheel drive it was pretty spicy with the car crabbing from left to right across the road. I told Barbara ‘not to worry, it’s normal for these type of cars to slide around like this’. Diplomacy getting better? Well it was a small lie at least, really I had no idea having never driven a four wheel drive before! I’ll count that as diplomacy.
The snow was now falling pretty solidly, this did bode well for the day, and Barbara’s first go on her new touring bindings and skins. Arriving at the carpark there was to a good few inches of fresh snow, sweet!
It was a 6km skin (up hill travel on skis) to a hut where we stopped for a break. It was here I had my epiphany whilst talking to one of the snow shoers about our trip…. It was the 30th January technically my last day of work for RWE! Yes, this is my ‘last day of work’ before officially becoming a ski bum! What better way to see in the momentous event, but slaying some fresh pow! Awesome!
There was nothing else for it but to skin up to the top of Paul’s Ridge and ski some lines, there was now about 6 inches of fresh. Although perhaps we should have got up earlier, as there were already another group up top making their second descent of the day, but we still got some nice powder turns in before heading back up the ridge for a final descent all the way back to the car.
We got back to the car at about 4pm (12am UK time) so That’s It! I AM A OFFICIALLY SKI BUM!