Little Tiny itsy-bitsy baby brother, Erik, came to visit me (John) in Whistler, while Sarah was in NYC on a business trip. He flew in from LA to Vancouver for the week with dreams of riding Whistler Bike Park, which is the best mountain bike park in North America and maybe the world. It was completely unreal. The trails were manicured and the views were spectacular. The day that we rode the park was the first sunny day that they’d seen in Whistler that season – a break from the cloudy rainy skies they’d had up until that point. We were really lucky.
As soon as Erik arrived, we hiked Stawamus Chief in Squamish. We camped at a really cool RV park in Whistler and drank a lot of Whistler Brewing Company Grapefruit Ale. As my dad would say, “A good time was had by all.”