Another pleasant full day at Sunshine on Saturday with Joel, Kristy & Anya. There was no fresh snow, but the base is still getting bigger – apparently it’s spring, but the snow just keeps coming. We had the morning up the top, before a leisurely lunch (I had a burger with pineapple & beetroot in it – it’s been a long time, GBK in London springs to mind), a few more runs at the top before heading down for a lot of runs off Goat’s Eye. At one stage we lost Anya off Standish (this happens when four people take four different runs down) for a little while. But then she turned up with one of these, much to our surprise.

It’s a little hard to see, but apparently it’s a vole – “a mouse with no ears”. We definitely don’t have these in NZ; it was scurrying across the snow so Anya picked it up so it wouldn’t be hit by somebody/a snowboarder. Hopefully it’s doing well around Trappers.
Earlier in the week, Steve had found the rotisserie & was keen to hurry summer along a bit, so Saturday night dinner was at our place for a change. With seven people, Steve got two roasts (we had plenty of leftovers) – the beef was good & the pork fantastic. Once again, the whole beets done on the barbecue were just brilliant.

After quite a few bottles of wine, there was still the ice-wine to go with dessert – Kristy whipped up a divine cheesecake (I love cheesecake).
Sunday morning was suitably lazy, finally. I still woke up with the ever-earlier daylight, but quite happily finished the latest Jack Reacher novel & then jailbroke my Kindle so I could put screensavers of my choice on it. After texts being delayed somewhere in the ether, a group of us (Joel, Kristy, Steve, Alex, Megan & Finn) eventually headed out in the afternoon for a nice little jaunt ski-touring to Boom Lake. As we arrived at the parking lot, light snow began to fall (it did so for the rest of our trip). Although some of snow is melting in places, there was still plenty on the five kilometre trail up to the lake. A bit on this bridge too.

It took us almost ninety minutes to reach the lake, but it wasn’t too strenuous. There were some nice off-camber bits for Finn & the Chariot to be potentially lost to the woods, but he survived. It was even warm enough to just be in a single layer of Icebreaker & a light fleece with no toque/beanie. As we sat on the edge of Boom Lake, we heard a couple of booms & saw one avalanche come off the opposite Boom Mountain.


It was only about sixty minutes back to the car, but as most of the trail at the lake end was flattish the skins didn’t come off until quite close to the end.
Back to the title story – when I went out to drive to work this morning, as I sat down on the driver’s seat I heard an almighty crack. The front left spring had sheared in two & then managed to insert itself through the tyre. So most of my morning was spent arranging a tow-truck & getting my rather sad looking car to a workshop. Unfortunately, both sides of the front suspension have to be replaced (I don’t really want a lopsided car) with springs, struts, plates & bearings – $1400, ouch (oh & another tyre). Quite an unusual failure, & a complete pain in the butt – I’m glad it didn’t happen when I was on the highway (complete tyre shredding would have ensued I reckon) or parked in some obscure lot in the back of the beyond.
Still, I need a car for the upcoming roadtrip – so I have little choice but to cough up the money. On a brighter note, I got my rear bike wheel back from the shop today – the freewheel/freehub is so much better with new pawls in it & the whole drivetrain just sounds great (as in, it doesn’t sound). Alex & I went for a little reconnoitre on the sunny side of the valley to see how much snow had gone from the trails. We didn’t get near the trails as there was still too much snow on the walking paths – still, it was a pleasant leg stretch & not too cold.
Me & Anya doing some good Lafarge stretches – Greg standing by bemused.
Finn’s Minions trying to look worried by all the snow.
Megan & Alex before the start – which was delayed (very casual event), I assume for the snow.
Most of the field setting off.
Kristy did a great job of looking after our evil overlord/mascot, Finn
Megan heading out for her second lap – skiing was OK apparently (at least it wasn’t concrete-ice), apart from trying to pass when one had to go wide into the deep snow.
That’s me heading out on the bike – the first lap was the hardest five kilometres I’ve done in a long time (not helped by it being only 5 km I’ve done in anger for over four months). The snow was deep & rutted out – which meant that any time you hit a strange line you were suddenly going a different direction.
Alex finishing his ski leg before heading out on the bike.
Heading out on my second lap – yes, I look like a midget. Megan lent me her new 29er & I had the seat low as I knew I would be dabbing (putting my foot down) a lot. The wheels were great, the Crossmarks (tyres) not excellent for drive. The second lap was easier as a racing line had developed in some places & in others I’d learnt that the 29er was great for hitting the side of the trail & the fresh snow.
Anya heading out on the run.
Anya heading for the finish line – while the snow continues to fall, it must be warm as she’s ditched the hat.
Alex heading for the finish.
And across the line (said in a good Clarkson voice).
Our star skier receiving the post-race debrief from our coach/mascot/overlord.
I think we are celebrating the fact that we survived the snow. Worth celebrating too, a fun morning & we scored some Icebreaker spot prizes.
An indication of just how much snow there was to compete with – my car was cleared before the race & this was about four hours later.

Joel & Lincoln doing a good job of not falling off this tree
Mt Marlborough
Mt Lyautey – or at least a spur off it
Mt Sarrail
Looking back towards Upper Kananaskis Lake
Aster Lake, Warrior Mountain
Start of the drainage from Aster Lake
Into the trees of misery, from Hidden Lake
Although the trees were the source of many problems, some times they could be advantageous around tight turns
Trying to pretend I’m enjoying myself
Now that I’m the slow one, there sure are a lot more photos of me – I do like this one
I was impressed Alex didn’t fall in the melt for this picture, although Warrior does look smaller
On the way back down