BURST: APEX SKI RESORT - BEST KEPT SECRET IN BC CANADA

Day 1- When in doubt... JUST DO IT!!! and so we drove, straight to BC Canada. Well not exactly. We detoured over and up to Seattle to renew my passport before passing GO. So what should've been an 8 hour road trip turned into 18 hours. Ugh!
Over the river and up route 5
to Seattle Washington we go.
Passport, then Pike's Place and Portage Bay Cafe
are all the places we know.
Hey!
So we made it to our destination... better late then never. Woke up the next morning to this hidden little gem of a ski village - over 1000 acres of skiable terrain and groomed cross-country near by. I can NOT tell you where - I was sworn to secrecy, and I will uphold my promise and keep their names anonymous... so you can't hunt them down and use chinese water torture to extract the secret of the BEST SMALL DESTINATION RESORT. Not gonna happen!
Well so I folded in my title - seriously wasn't suppose to tell - but key words trump secrets. Sorry Wilma and Fred (cover names, you understand).

Day 2 - The four of us ski'd right from the condo to the slopes. Our first run was freshly groomed, a little crunchy in some areas but mostly soft without slush. Where most people like slightly sketchy and difficult terrain that gives you an adrenaline rush... well not gonna lie, that's not me. Fare-weather kinda gal, SUNSHINE, groomers and no crowds - just the way my cold hiney likes it. Not that I don't mind a challenge... I've been known to accidentally get my ass into runs I have noooo right to be. In which case I'm yard-saling at high speeds cheering for mercy and peeps to get out of my way. Sad I know. So then I discover there's TWO lifts YES! (well three, but only two were open). Considering I'm always behind, lost or usually detour the complete opposite way of everyone - well doesn't matter. Two was the magic number that day... 50/50. How hard can it be to find my peeps. Coin toss. As the day gets better, run after run after run... we popped in The Edge Bistro had hot chocolates and home-made pastries and sandwiches... moving on, we buzzed around the mountain - generally just having a blast. Finally, maximizing our enjoyment we had an ice cold beer at the Gunbarrel Saloon. While visiting the pub you have to knock a nail into a tree trunk w the smaller end of a hammer after drinking a beer and before leaving (refer to video). Next.... hot tub! Then we cleaned up only to go get down and dirty w a bunch of crazy fun Canadians. All I'm gonna disclose is they have this game called SLOTS....eh! Awkward! (video! actually....)

Day 3 - Ooo, a small mythical ice skating rink wrapped around the condo where we stayed. Sweeeet. Wilma and I go ice skating after sipping COFFEEEEE for too long. After two hours of ice skating round and round and round you tend to get ~~crazy~~ creative. First, we did an ice dance and had to hum for each other the Blue Danube Waltz by Strauss... impressive I know. Really! (don't believe me? video!) Then we decided when the guys get back from skiing we'll play ice tag, with specific rules of course. The deal was they could only skate in one direction and we could skate both ways - when it was our turn, we only had to tag one of them, where they had to tag both of us, still only going in one direction. Sounds fair. never happened. It dumped that day so the guys stayed out shredding it up. good for them. they knew better. On a side note - the moon was shining so bright that day. hmm.... Next, XC ski'd on this blissful scenic groomed trail made for classic and skate. Nickel Plate Nordic Centre. that's all I'm sayin'. Afterwards, martini hour w Vicki and Chuck & his sis across the way - then steaks, grilled shrimp and late night dominos. It got brutal.

Day 4 - Remarkable, another amazing day, sunshine again! Woke up - Fred made delicious breakfast sandwiches... devoured them... buckled up, strapped on the ski's and headed for the slopes - one last time before take off. It was another EPIC day (silliness, not skiing). Most headed for the bumps. Fred and Alex tried to convince me to do the Toiletbowl run... only to get FLUSHED. No thx boys. pass. In spite, they cleaned it right up. My objective was to carve turns on some smooth groomers. We were having too much fun - owning the mountain mid-week. Finally we headed for our traditional happy hour at the Gunbarrel Saloon guzzling down a Canadian beer called Kokanee. God that was delish! Grabbed a couple road treats at our favorite deli - The Edge Bistro... and headed off in tears. Wilma chasing our car down to stay longer. Until we meet again!

WILMAAAA!!!!!!
CooCoo CooCoo....

(Video will be uploaded in the next day or two on youtube and here!)