Whistler,
British Columbia
August 11, 2004
(click an image for a larger view)
Genny booked a condo in Whistler Village for a week in
early August. On Wednesday, August 11, David got to leave Bellingham and
join the rest of the family for two days of unparalleled fun. The big
event of the day was a "Zip Trek," which consists of flying
across the canyon that separates Whistler and Blackcomb Mountains on a
quarter-inch wire.
We started by meeting our guide Adrian and the other six
members of our group, a family from Australia. After getting into our
nylon harnesses and hard hats, we each did one training run across a short
zip line suspended between two platforms near the base of Blackcomb.
We then boarded a van for a short drive up the mountain. A few minutes
later we found ourselves in the middle of an old-growth forest above
Fitzsimons Creek. Whistler has built a series of platforms in the trees.
The first part of our trek consisted of traversing a number of these
platforms to get into the upper reaches of the nearly 1,000 year old
forest.
Once up on the platform, our guide clipped each of us onto the wire in
turn and sent us hurtling across the creek to another platform on the
other side. The first zip line started out in the trees. But we quickly
flew out across the creek several hundred feet below. What an adrenaline
rush.
After zipping across the creek from the north bank to the south, we
climbed higher into the platform, clipped in, and hurtled back to the
other side. I stayed below taking pictures as the rest of my family came
across. Before I realized it, Emma and Clarice had already climbed on
ahead of me and were flying back across to the north bank again.
With two crossings under our belts, we were prepared for the third zip
line, which extends nearly 1,200 feet in length over the canyon below.
This time, we'd reach speeds of 70km/hour.
Instead of photos, I switched my little digital camera into movie mode.
Click on the images below to watch as we fly across the zip line
(including a first-person experience as I follow my family across).
One of the young Australian boys didn't make it all the
way across. He slid back down to the low point of the cable and hung there
until our guide Adrian clipped in and went to retrieve him. No big deal
though. He just got to hang there and look at the creek for three extra
minutes.
But, the final zip line was rigged in such a way that we
couldn't get stuck. So Adrian encouraged us to go across upside down. Emma
and I both succeeded in doing this while Clarice and Genny came across
right-side-up but fashionably free-style.
We then took some time for a group photo.
Back in the village, we did some more sedate activities.
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