A 7:20 wake-up call startles me. I knew it was snowing when I went to bed, but I could never have predicted how deep the powder would be. My car was burried up to the windows, so we rushed to the bus stop. Despite starting our day at 8:15, the crowds were not small. It was an absolute blue bird day (not common for Whistler) and with the high pressure system, the snow was as close to fresh Colorado powder as I have seen on the wet coast. The 30 cm of new jumped up into my eyes as my telemark skis sliced through the white, fluffy stuff. My friend Andrew looked over at me after a fabulous untouched line to ask, "How does it feel to win at life?"
My name is Jordy and skiing isn't something I do, it is my obsession, my passion, and my favourite reason to be alive. I grew up in Toronto, Ontario skiing a 150-foot vertical hill called Earl Bales. I moved to Denver for school when I was 18 and skied all over Colorado for four years before taking a job with the Aspen Skiing Company. I moved back to Canada for graduate school and have been skiing Whistler since the day it opened this year.
I am creating this blog to share my thoughts about skiing-related issues. I will report on and give commentary to events taking place in the skiing world, but mostly in Whistler. I will express my opinion on why people are taking a bigger interest in telemarking and other debatable issues such as the best runs to ski given the different conditions. I will also leapfrog off other's comments. I encourage comments, hope to spark debate and most importantly want to feel like I'm on the hill everyday.
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