Eliel and I decided to ski. Imagine that. We did laps on Whistler, with 17cm of fresh and had the time of our life. On one of my runs following Eliel through the trees I crashed, I was blinded by his spray and hit a traverse track then landed on my face. While I was crashing Mr. GoPro camera decided it didn’t like being attached to my noodle anymore and burrowed deep in the snow. After and 45 minutes of digging I got separated from Eliel but luckily found Mr. GoPro. I think it’s fair to say that I am the only member of the Unofficial Team not to lose a GoPro. Good Job Jake, plus 1 point.
Another Fun Day on Whistler Mountain
