One opportunity closes another opens, and so instead of Mont St Anne we held a weekend at Tremblant, something we have wanted to do for a long time. So 30 + club members, it would appear from his tweet that even the bean counter was not sure how many were there, whatever happened to accuracy of data. Never mind the majority went up Friday, and some even skied or snow shoed during the day, so our info on conditions were good. Friday supper was on your own so we finished up in St Jovite, just down the road where we had a good meal, rumour has it that the Pres and Nancy A went snow shoeing across a frozen lake before their supper or was it a frozen swimming pool in someone’s rear yard, no one really knows. Saturday came with temperatures hovering close to zero, so with the majority opting to go to Lac Monroe, it was felt that an early-ish start would be good, so we were soon on the road passing a long line up of cars wishing to turn into Tremblant village downhill parking lots. Soon we were at the park, amongst the first in the parking lot, and the groups busied themselves for skiing. Unfortunately I could not ski due to sore Achilles tendon, I told my mother it was not a good idea to hold me by the ankle whilst dipping me in the River Styx, parents never listen do they. I was offered so many books to read while I waited, including the complete works of Shakespeare and the contents of Pte Claire Library. Finally I was left in peace, but only for a moment. Suddenly Continue reading →