It has been a veritable zoo lately, what with the barrage of visitors in town from a far (many staying with us, othere merely in town with revved-up livers, and others moving here for the forseeable future). Mis, Wojtek’s bro, visited for a week, at the same time as Seb ended up out here for work for about a fortnight. The tail end of both of their visits intersected with the much-anticipated arrival of Mark (the infamous Sharkey), and this collision resulted in no small amount of booze being liberated from an assortment of bottles, bags, tetrapaks, and kegs.

We hit up both the mignight-mass ride and the full critical mass ride, both of which were epic, with the former seeing us zooming around a non-illuminated rubberized outdooor running track (colloquially named the ghettodrome) on our bikes with a bunch of other drunken miscreants at 2am on a work night, and the latter resulting in us taking over the Lion’s Gate Bridge with nearly a thousand other cyclointoxicated freaks. And the afterparty at the Anza was bitchin’.

This past weekend the Shark and I hit the final snowboarding day of the season up at Blackcomb with a few folks from work, and I have to say that I’m going to have an incredibly difficult time leaving this province anytime soon - even on a day where the air temperature was 11deg. celcius, and the sun made it even hotter, the boarding was bloody phenomenal, even despite having crammed my broken toe into my boot. Truly a great cap to my first season boarding, and overall a revelatory moment - I haven’t been so stoked on the possibilities of a place since I landed in Byron Bay Australia and started surfing four years ago.

Going from a sunny Pacific beach to the summit of one of the best snowboarding mountains in the world in two hours flat is truly an experience without compare.

Two words: FUCK YES.

The only down side?

I’m pretty certain that the ever-worsening pain in my left hip/asscheek is either iliotibial band tendonitis, or trochanteric bursitis. Either way, I’m laid-up for a while until it resolves - you can push through a busted toe, but screwing around with inflamed tendons is a great way to mess yourself up for a good long while.

Quite literally, a giant pain in the ass.