Post Whistla Day 1 (PWD1)

Circa 6am - In search of the Gnar I boom eastward out of Whist-la toward the infamous Revelstoke-yah.... little did I know what awaited around the bend.

Zooming toward the illustrious "Duffy Lake Road" from Whist-la to Lilloo-icious, the storm clouds began to blot out the lazily rising sun.....

It got pretty hairy navigating the storm and I ended up sacrificing my camera crew to appease Ullr's bloodlust. Tragically I was unable to get any photo's, but I did manage to wrestle the camera from them before they were swallowed up by the unyeilding whiteness.

Before long I was cuttin trail and spottin wildlife... this guy was lookin for a lift, but I didn't like his disposition.

Remember - Only you can prevent forest fires kids

After 7 hours, a few hundred miles and a some solid whiteknuckle driving induced adrenaline, Mount Mackenzie emerged from the clouds and shone down upon Revelstoke.

Long after the sun set, the full moon shone bright and the pagans danced throughout the night.

Ullr heard the calls of the heathens and before long the full moon and streetlights alike were shrouded in the falling of goodness from above.

With morning fast approaching I tuned up my snowsled and put on my gofast pants, for tomorrow would hold wonders yet realized.....