Grouse Mountain. Tom wanted to snowshoe so off we went with G'ma in tow. Lots of Christmas traffic and lots of snow and ice on the roads. Lots of all sorts of lovely Christmassy things but no power. Nothing was working on the mountain. The disembodied voice over the loudspeaker system (well, some things were working) reassured us that things would be 'good to go' in no time at all but the 100 or so people squeezed and locked in the gondola waiting to climb to the summit didn't look as though they believed that. We aborted the day.
The next day we went again, this time substituting Laurel for G'ma. Laurel is a much more experienced snowshoer than G'ma and also brought electricity with her so everything worked. In fact the snow was working overtime and even Santa's Workshop was in danger of fading out of 2008 before its time.
The buses had stopped trying to get up the mountain so we thought we'd have difficulty getting down but it was actually a nice adventure with no real problems. A white Christmas indeed.
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