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Not the best weekend
By ruth | February 19, 2008
I still need to post about the hockey and the split boarding, but just to keep current:
Despite both being under the weather, we drove up to Whistler (I know, I know) on Friday afternoon. Unfortunately there was a serious accident just north of Squamish so traffic ground to a halt, but luckily we found the AM730 radio channel (All Traffic, All The Time) and discovered that the whole highway would be shut for several hours. So instead of sitting in the car wondering what was going on, we did a U-turn and went to find some dinner in Brackendale. Thank goodness for the GPS, which led us straight to the Brackendale Bistro - without it we would have ended up in White Spot, or trawling the streets of Squamish.
Brackendale seems like it’s probably very nice; and the bistro was lovely, with a lively, friendly atmosphere and good food. But while we were there, two guys had a fight outside which ended in one of them knocked out on the floor of the General Store bleeding from a head wound. He was taken away by an ambulance and the other guy was taken away in cuffs. Friday nights, eh!
(Turns out that at much the same time a woman who might be the owner of the taco shop that exploded on Broadway last week was committing suicide in Howe Sound a few miles away. All told, not a good night.)
We lingered as long as we could over dinner, but by the time we left at about 8:30 the highway was still expected to be closed until at least 11, and more likely midnight. It had been a fatal collision between a school bus (all passengers unhurt), a limo (came off the worst) and a passenger vehicle.
So we drove further back down the road in search of ways to pass the time; debated calling the whole thing off and going home; then saw the cinema in Squamish and decided it was the perfect solution. We went to see Fool’s Gold which, sadly, is rubbish. Still, by the time it ended the police had re-opened one lane of the highway and were alternating north-south traffic flow. It took us another three hours to get to Whistler, arriving at 2:30am. Check-in was still open - we clearly weren’t the last to arrive - and we made short work of unloading the car and collapsing into bed.
We did not make first lift the next day.
Actually I had a migraine and Dave was coming down with something, so we only managed a few hours on the hill before I decided I wasn’t safe to be on a snowboard, and on Sunday we didn’t even go up. We drove straight home, and thank goodness we did, because by the time we arrived Dave was not very well at all.
We’re both all better now, but it wasn’t the best weekend we’ve ever had!
Tags: whistler, weekend, ill, crash
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