After a long fight with Canada Post we finally got Cornelius’ charger. So heres a bunch of stuff in no particular order with no particular story.

Mountainscape.

Morning light.

Me.

High clouds

Nick and Derek talking shop.

Video.

Derek and Rachel try and re-set the nets in high winds. The winds won. We went home.

Tear down.

Oh crap.

Heli on to the glacier, snow cat to the toe, Hummer to Camp Green and then a Heli out. Nice little operation they have here.

The boys.

Leaving early due to wind.

Paired down camp Green.

Smile if you love turbulence.

Pine Beetle.

Fresh snow.

Not posing, they actually look like this.

Angels is a bit of a stretch.

Fresh snow.

Paul Stutz is skiing with us.

Farnham peak in the middle.

My top secret notebook. shhhhh.

Sun, Cloud, Snow, and Ice.

Weather moves in.

Martin gets shotgun.

Fantastic snow.

Paul Stutz learns reason #76 of why you don’t mess with Patrick Carry: Fists of Furry.

No skinning up today.

Crevasse #1

Crevasse #2

Crevasse #3

Professional grade.

Standing where you should not stand.

B-nets keep us out of that mess.

Captain Bruce.

Our shadow.
But dont worry, Cornelius’ charger is being expedited from vancouver.

1st run GS.

Heavy snow melt.

Snow cat turn around.

Jamie, Hallie, big crevasses.
The blog turns 1 this week. Many km’s, many hotels, many flights, many turns, many tickets, and one or two laughs.
Over 5500 pages views. Thanks people.

Kelly VanderBeek-Ford has a new pack of Wrigleys gum, it has a maple leaf on each piece.

New rule: No more farting in the helicopter. Seriously, no more.

Mountains.

The enlisted men.

Farnham glacier, you can see the course in the top right.

The cats coming up from Camp Green to meet us.

Wrigleys gum isn’t quite as badass as a cigar, but Nick still looks tough.

The first crew waits as the heli leaves.

Nice.

The cat and the morning glaze.

Full B net is a nice mod-con.

Strange snow melt.

A minute for myself in the cat.

Ain’t no party like a snow cat party…..

Derek the part time cinematographer.

Nick give a presentation prepared by Brad Spence on GS technique that he prepared for ACA coaches. Thanks Brad.

Austin waits for twilight.

Alex in the jump seat.

Charley enjoys a lake.

Liftoff.

Morning warm-up on the peak.

Chatter creek snow cats.

The top.

Derek and the crevasses.

Crevasses and peaks.

Roger Carry.

You dont joke with these guys. You can try, but they are all business.

Not the biggest snow year on record.

Dusan and Zeus. They skinned up to say hello.

Quitting time.

Captain Bruce.

Amanda is happy.

Peter taking helicopter safety seriously.

Parking lot spin session.

Nicks ski shop, call him, he’ll be there.

Loading skis.

Flight time.

Morning mountains.

Off loading.

Our ride.

Fly over.

Nick Cooper, always working the light.

Winch cats, snow cats, excavators, porta potties, and kids. Standard glacier stuff.

National Snowboard team takes off.

Days end.

nbd.

The valley and the paired down camp green.

Sgt. Trussler

Private Carry, and Private Llewellyn.

Wells loving life.

Frith-Coop Secondary. Patio study.

Sorry Kelly, but when there is a guy down the road that lets you run in the rain, has evenly matched cars, explains that ” this is rubbing racing, you’re allowed to put the guy into the tires buy hitting him sideways, just please no rear-ending” you have no chance at winning our business back.
See you Oct 1.

We entered the Radium Show and Shine parade by accident, these were just a few of the people that cheered for us.
We won best in show: 15 passanger van with a semi enclosed roof rack.

Box jump, testing.

Nick and the beep test.

Peter and Rebecca, agility.

Why is Patrick not doing anything? Because he was sick all morning. Nothing keeps that kid down, he was back at it after a brief nap.

RIP Michael Jackson.

Garhammers. Do more garhammers kids.

Wheelbarrow races

Vertical jump test.

5km. Looks like autumn.

Hydrotherapy.

The lake.

Kootney Klouds.

If you ever go to Kellys go karts outside Salmon arm, make sure you get kart #1, otherwise you have no chance.
no chance, zero.