They came...they cheered...and they left.
Though I called it a business trip...it was really nothing of the sort.
I was part of a group of farm women that spent a few days in Whistler...
a get-away planned and sponsored by our feed company.
At this time of the year...things are quite quiet on the village stroll.
Across the creek is a memorial to Nomar Kumaritashvili...
the Georgian athlete who lost his life on the opening day of the 2012 winter games.
The official Olympic store stood vacant...
...or just plain sitting!
the sun came out shortly after our arrival...
and Marg and I went for a hike around Lost Lake.
We met this happy camper...
holding up his trophy catch of the day...
We were back from our afternoon adventure just in time to join the rest of the group on a 'taste-testing tour'......where we experienced four of Whistler's best restaurants in one evening.
Our first stop was the Bearfoot Bistro...where we were taken to the wine cellar and taught the history of champagne sabering.
Napoleon's men knew how to remove the top and cork off a bottle with their swords...now I do as well. That is one skill I don't think I will ever be practicing!
Home to more than 20,000 bottles of wine...they also have trophy wines from around the world...
some valued at more than $20,000 each.
Is that really possible?
You can tell I know little about wines!
enjoying delicious and interesting culinary creations at each place.
Appetizer...Cajun crusted blackened ahi tuna at Hy's Steakhouse.
Main course...Veal Scallopine served with signature pasta at Quattro.
Dessert...Phyllo wrapped cheesecake with cherries at the Mountain Club.
or was that the glow of the street lamp?
It was a wonderful outing...to a beautiful little spot in our corner of the world...
together with a fun group of women.