Coming back to Whistler - The Irish Examiner
Heavy snowflakes blow against the foggy gondola windows as I begin a familiar ascent up Whistler Mountain on a dark winter morning. The lilac haze of sunrise starts to pull itself up over the alpine peaks before turning brilliant orange and squeezing the night away, opening the mountains for the day. “I’ve had more winters than years in my life,” notes Lucas, an Argentinian ski guide who hops from hemisphere to hemisphere when the temperature starts to rise. I know exactly how Lucas feels. Back in 2012 I moved to Whistler for a six-month ski season and ended up staying for six years. This is my trip home to the place that made me.