somewhere over the rainbow

Most days went along the lines of ‘Eat, Sleep, Gym, Repeat’ up until we started work. In between, we chatted within our new estate and became friends with Rachel and Emma. Steering away from going crazy (and only just avoiding it), we ventured out to Rainbow Falls, positioned on the opposite side of Alta Lake; a somewhat short distance. We took a taxi from Whistler Village to the base of the trail (we probably could have walked but.. the more you know, right?) So, fresh and ready we spend fifteen minutes looking for a trail leading in the direction of Rainbow Falls. Clueless, we begin to walk into the forest.

We eventually figured out where we were going, only to have been confused as to whether we passed Rainbow Falls or not (we did). A lovely, serene walk all the same and a perfect time to take in the cool, fresh air and appreciate mother nature.

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lost lake

We arrived in Whistler a day before my first day of work. Unfortunately, things didn’t go quite to plan. I worked approximately ten hours over the span of a month before I even had part time work. Jordan didn’t start work till later in the season either. This made it tricky. Moving to a new country is a big change, let alone a very popular ski resort. It felt like we were bleeding money, with the expensive groceries and rent. We tried to settle in, but without working and earning money, we were going stir crazy.  With the lack of snow, the mountains were far from being opened. We tried our best to stay positive and busy, structuring our days well, eating well and staying active. We purchased a six month membership at The Core gym, conveniently located in the centre of the village, of which we religiously attended daily. Thank goodness for the house we were assigned, as many of the units in other housing complexes didn’t even have a stove. Blessed with a full kitchen, dining and lounge area, we made the most of these spaces. As a way of looking forward to something and goal setting, we made plans each week to go on a hike or do something inexpensive, as there wasn’t anything coming in. In those weeks, one of the hikes we did was to Lost Lake.

Lost Lake is quite close to Whistler Village and doesn’t require a car or bus ride. We took the path leading through Upper Village, in means of checking out more of the area, and got onto the Valley Trail there. A beautiful and breezy walk, with clear paths the entire way. Once at Lost Lake, there are tables and a bbq and areas to lay down a picnic rug. We walked all the way around the lake, as the sun went down, then took a trail right into the village (well the car park just outside the village, but you get the idea).

We met a lovely person on the lake that was particularly interested in our stories and how we came to Canada. She insisted on taking our photos with my camera. She told us about some of the good value places to eat and visit and a bit about the mountain and other hikes we could do. So happy and friendly.

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straight out of a tony hawk video game

If you know, you know.

The Whistler Train Wreck has been a popular attraction for many years, drawing in travellers of all ages. I’d seen a couple of photos from when Jordan last visited this abandoned train site and I had always wanted to explore it myself. Astoundingly, five years later, I am lucky enough to be lacing up my boots and slinging a camera over my shoulder, ready to wander the British Columbian forests with my partner in crime.

South of Function Junction, near Cheakamus River, lies the abandoned boxcars. The train turned a rail, back in the 1950’s, after speeding through an area that was under repair. The wreck happened in a rock cut, where the boxcars, loaded with lumber, became jammed and blocked the track. The Valleau family, now considered pioneer loggers in the Whistler area, used their logging machinery to pry some of the boxcars free. They were moved down into the forest, where they have become a free-for-all canvas for the creative minds of Whistler.

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“adventure is out there”

If you haven’t checked out my short film on our trip into Canada, you should, it’s great, the links here

On another note, hello Vancouver!

By the time we got to the hotel, the sun had retired for the day and my tummy was starting to grumble. Although my entire being just wanted to flop onto the giant, white, fluffy marshmallow conveniently placed in the centre of the room, I fought through the pain, grabbed my purse and headed out the door.

As you may have seen from my video, Jordan and I were staying at The Burrard, conveniently on Burrard Street. The friendly host at reception suggested we checkout Davie St for a meal, being it quite close with an array of options. We went with his recommendation and made ourselves comfortable at a table in Banana Leaf. We chose well and were awarded mounds of fried rice and stir-fry vegetables. The waitress kindly warned us that the dried chilli’s in Jordan’s meal were extremely hot. Sleepy and incapable of heeding her words, we both grabbed a chilli and bit into it with passion. I was fine at first, but then as the heat intensified so did my desire to complete the challenge…whatever that actually was in the first place…

About ten solid minutes later, some crying, some laughing, some crying again and some sugar and water, I was able to eat my meal in peace. Oh boy, that must have been hilarious to Jordan whom spat his chilli back onto the plate mid-bite;  I really showed him.

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The next morning after a dreamy sleep, we started our exploring. We found this cute bistro on Granville Street, Twisted Fork, where we filled our bellies with baked eggs and percolated Canadian coffee.

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Over the next couple days we walked a lot of the city. We spent some time setting up our Canadian bank accounts and our SIN for our jobs in Whistler. We also looked at a lot of snowboard gear, as I was new to the scene. We looked around Gastown and perused the markets of Granville Island. We took full advantage of our complimentary Steve Nash gym passes that we received from The Burrard. We also gave the hotels’ free bike hire a spin and zoomed down to Stanley Park; we rode all the way round! I was really proud of myself, as I hadn’t ridden a bike for many years; it was a success!

We took a second day to visit Stanley Park, with intent of exploring more inland. We spotted a couple squirrels scurrying through the parklands and admired the autumn leaves. I think the reason that I really loved Stanley Park was because of how peaceful and serene the environment was, even being in the middle of the city; a very enjoyable and wonderful way to spend our last day in Vancouver.

Click here to see Stanley Park from my eyes behind the handlebars