Brad launched an invite last night for a ride up to Whistler. It was rather late, and I had already plan to go to the Sunshine coast with Goat-Boy and his better half.
So after first declining, I decided to get my sorry bum out of bed early and at least join him and Theo to Squamish, before returning to Horseshoe Bay on time for the 11:20 ferry to Langdale.
It turned out to be a great call, since the weather this morning was absolutely perfect. Not too cold, but perfect skies with snow cap mountain. Howe sound was in all its glory. I should have stop for a shot of Mount Garibaldi, which was stunning.
