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Seven deadly sins

A solitary figure, strolling through the nearly empty village, looked up at the clear blue skies and peaks dotted with patches of snow. Not liking what he saw, he raised his right arm and extended his middle finger to the cloudless horizon.

If there was any justice in the world, the sky gods should have been so offended by this gesture that they would have immediately dumped two metres of snow on the valley, and kept the skies gray and snowy for the next three months – just to teach that youngster, and all of us who have shook our fists at the sky this past month a lesson in respect.

Unfortunately the sky gods didn’t catch the gesture. They were too busy burying Buffalo, the southern U.S., and Eastern Canada in snow to pay much attention to what’s happening here.

I have to admit that I don’t like what I’m seeing up high much either, but I sustain myself with the belief that snow is still coming.

The Farmer’s Almanac even predicted a late start to winter this year, followed by above average snowfall accumulations.

Environment Canada released a report this year saying that in the future the West should expect warmer temperatures and more precipitation. The seasonal forecast calls for above normal temperatures, but the drought is not expected to last – El Nino seasons typically start off dry and get wetter as they go. A slow start doesn’t make it a bad season.

You also have to look on the bright side. On Dec. 1, I went mountain biking on Whistler’s south side and had a blast. Friends of mine are heading to Squamish every chance they get, because the local bike trails there are in perfect shape.

Hockey players have discovered a few frozen ponds in the area, and upwards of 200 people descended on the lower Joffrey Lake last weekend to play shinny hockey in the shadow of the glacier.

If you’ve lived here long enough, you can take the seasons in stride and make your optimistic best of the situation. If you’re here a limited time only, a season or two maximum, then by all means flip the sky gods the bird.

Oh, ye of little faith.

Snow will come, but first we need to show the sky gods a little respect, and atone for our collective sins.


You can’t make the weather. You can barely predict it. And any attempt to guarantee it is doomed to fail.

With the mountains hurting for snow, Whistler-Blackcomb finally took down that huge billboard on Highway 99 that read "El Nino – Back by popular demand," and boasted of the snow conditions during the last El Nino season in 1997-98.

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