Fare ye well young traveller. The west wind blows and the foreign shores call ye further more. Do not be swayed by poison ale and painted wenches, for they will smite you down against the rocky shore. In their stead, conquer thee snow capped peaks upon your board of fury,as thy are stout of heart and strong of will. Safe travels.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Christmas in Whistler.


While some are sitting around the fireplace sipping on eggnogg discussing the weave of their knitted sweaters, Rick Brooks is sending Black Park in perfect afternoon glow. I know how I would rather spend my christmas eve.

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