Skiing on Mt. Baker

What a beautiful day this was!

We woke up to beautiful blue skies, not a cloud in the sky. We were supposed to get an early start, drive hour and a half to the mountain, and start skiing at 9.30, but that didn't happen. We were about three hours behind, but that was all right. I am on vacation!

We had a nice breakfast with the family, waffles with extra yellow eggs from their chickens, and pork sausage fed by all natural food, and organic milk. And the Bosnian coffee! This family lives in a small town where they grow their own vegetables on a large yard, your neighbour is some distance away, with mountains in the background.

We arrived on the mountain just in time for the half day fares for ski lift tickets and rentals. Those two together were less than half the cost of just the tickets on Whistler. And the conditions: clear blue skies! What a difference it made! The view of the mountains was gorges. There were some low skies in the valley and the peaks were visible high up. The mountain reminds me of the place where I used to ski in my childhood, Jahorina, with not so wide trails and side way roads. There were more people on the slopes than on Whistler, but still it wasn't busy at all. The only negative was that the ski lifts don't have the ramp that goes down to rest your skis on, so on the longer lifts my legs get tired from hanging. We covered almost all the lifts and slopes from left to right. I was able to catch the very last run at 4 PM, so I used the tickets to the maximum. I am so glad we had one day of skiing with such nice weather.




At home we had some homemade spinakopita and then arranged to meet with the Bosnian couple that was there the night before, Gordana and Nenad. First we stopped by their house to see her art studio, she is a painter and a sculptor. Next we went for a stroll by the pier and another old Bellingham downtown area. Too bad it was dark and I wasn't able to fully appreciate the area. We ended at Boundry Bay Brewery for a pint of Bellingham Blonde.

Somehow, we never managed to go to sleep before midnight, at this night was no different. My flight was around noon the next day, but we still had to leave the house little after 8 (it ended up being closer to 9) to make it down through Seattle in time. We said our goodbyes in hopes it won't take another 15 years to see each other again.

The flight was long but with no delays and the luggage made it as well. My brother picked me up from the airport and we went to celebrate his girlfriend's birthday with her family. A great ending to a great week.