James just spent four days doing the Bonnington traverse down near Nelson. I joined him for some Nelson time on the weekend and made it out for a short, but sweet tour up Evening Ridge near Whitewater.
Anne rockin' it on the new AT set up.
The tadpole likes turns.
We headed to Vernon yesterday to see some grass and enjoy the spring like conditions.
We traded our old Jetta in for a swanky new one while we were down there. The old Jetta (on the left, in case you can't tell) had 527,000km and was 20 years old. After one of the wheels fell off and passed James while he was driving on the highway a few weeks ago, we thought it was time to replace the old Jetta. The new Jetta is tied for 3rd for fuel efficiency on the highway in Canadian cars (behind the Toyota Prius and the Honda Civic Hybrid).
James saying goodbye to the old Jetta. The VW guys were pretty excited about the number of kms on it and thought they might keep it as a showpiece to show prospective customers how far these diesels can go.
We took our new car to visit M, S and baby T who are lucky enough to live right next to Kalamalka Provincial Park.
Kal Park also has some lovely mountain biking on (mostly) snow-free trails.
First mountain bike ride for the tadpole I'm growing, which is now 19 weeks old.
Got out a couple of weekends ago in the lovely warm sunshine for a second lap of the Little Sifton Traverse this season.
Skinning up.
Aaron approaching the top of Grizzly shoulder.
Lovely warm lunch spot.
Some bold tracks coming off of Grizzly mountain - looks like they got a stunning line.
Approaching the rock step.
Mt. Tupper in the background.
Sir Donald and the Illecillewaet Icefield.
Now that it's March, I'm hoping to see out my windows sometime soon. Maybe even see some soil or grass. It's looking less and less likely what with the extra 50cms of snow we've had just this week. (Though I can't complain about the thigh-deep, face-shot, buttery turns I got at the fingers on Monday.)
Shovelstoke, running out of snow removal money.
Out the kitchen door on Monday morning.
Fresh tracks.
The back window.
The warming spell we had before our most recent snowfall melted a pool of water into the snowblower. The water then froze into about 6 inches of ice. With the help of Nevis and about 10 pots of boiling water, James managed to free the handy machine.
Cat track to the cat door.
Cat door and kitty terrain trap. So far there's been several snowblower triggered avalanches onto the cat door, but no naturals.
Nevis, the newest member of the Cozy Cabin, has finally moved on from being more irritating-than-cute to more cute-than-irritating. It's a welcome change.
Luckily he's (almost) outgrown his habit of getting into the fridge every time we open it. Eventually we got so tired of this trick that we'd just shut the fridge door on him until he meowed to get out a few minutes later.
Looking cute, but likely planning to claw his way up my pant leg to my shoulder.
Paw curling: an essential cute feature.
Portable and not scared of bearded men: both handy cat features.
Checking on the latest batch of homebrew.
Favourite box by far.
Luckily he's grown to like snow.
Sick cat pow.