We limped into Fernie in the wee hours of the morning following our ditch detour on the crowsnest pass, and woke around noon to a light drizzle at the base - not exactly a warm welcome for our return to BC. But, the hill at Fernie has a Grouse Grind worth of vert and the view across the valley suggested that it was snowing up top, so Eliel, Rob and I saddled up and rode through the rain towards the snow line. Conditions were mostly mashed pow-tatoes, but a short boot pack to the top of Knot Chutes rewarded us with fresh tracks and fun lines above the mank. After a couple laps of sloppy pow we relocated over to the rail park - no jumps at Fernie - where El and I spent more time oogling lines beyond the ropes , wishing the weather was better, than actually riding. Our second day was more of the same - shot a couple photos, but the light was blah and the pow was sloppy. There be lines in them thar hills, though... a return trip when the snow is better is definitely on my to-do list.
Joel threw together another edit, starring Rob Heule killing the rail park and yours truly killing a bag of hot dogs:
The ski scene in Fernie was stoked on the demo tour - Grand Central, a local bar, even threw us a mustache party, complete with a schwag giveaway for the hombre rockin' the best 'stache. A pair of fancy, limited edition 10/11 Surface poles went to the gnarliest trucker 'stache I've ever laid eyes on. Mad props. Apologies if my details on the night are sparse - Grand Central also hooked us up with a bar tab. Big thanks to Paul for a fun (and hazy) night.