MOUNTAIN LIFE - Ontario | Winter 2016 - page 14

It’s December and I’m checking the 14-day forecast for the thousandth time
thisweek.The grass outsidemywindow is green and the sky is grey.My
daughter has usedher trampolinemore in the last threeweeks than she did all
autumn.We haven’t evenpickedupour ski passes yet.We’vewornour snow
pants just once—during a blissful snowyweekend that saw everythingmelt by
Monday at noon. I’m even finding it hard toget into theChristmas spirit.
I keep remindingmyself that this happens inOntario and it’s actually not all
thatweird.Howdo I know?A few years back I wrote a blog for the
website lookingback at historical openingdates at BlueMountain.While
therewere a handful of lateNovember openings listed, therewas also a
December 26opening in2001.This helpsme keep some perspective;winter
come andwhen it arrives, itwill once againbe awesome.
Truthbe told, it’s not thewaiting that’s getting tome this year. It’s the
number of people I hear celebrating the lack of snowon the street.While
it’s pissingdown rain, these folks are announcingproudly that they’re happy
it hasn’t snowed—that they like the drivingbetter—that they don’t even
care if it snows for Christmas.My daughter overheard this last bit and she
wasmystified—justifiably so. For her, the idea of actually
a green
Christmas is as unbelievable as the idea that SantaClausmight bringpresents
while leavinghismilk and cookies untouched.
My fascinationwith thesewinter haters is fair.We do live in aGreat Lakes
snowbelt, in an areawith an abundance of ski resorts, in a region that’s
known for its amazing year-roundoutdoor offerings.Why any logical person
would live in such a target-rich environment forwinter good timeswhen they
don’t even
snow strikesme as odd.
recently aired a debate trying to close the gapbetween
winter haters andwinter lovers.As hostAnnaMariaTremonti put it:“Winter
divides Canadians into two camps.” If you’re reading this issue, it’s likely
that you’re in the prowinter camp.You’re probably one of the thousands of
Canadianswho takes pride ingettingbundledup andbraving the elements—
even if it’s just because you truly love gettingunbundled and enjoying a hot
toddy by the fireplace.
If you’re in the other camp, I challenge you to embrace this year’s
long-awaitedwinterwhen it finally comes. I challenge you todon that
neglectedwinter gear (it’s retronow anyway), find some skis, skates
or snowshoes and try somethingnew.As I’ve oftenheard it put, those
who say they don’t likewinter are often those struggling through the
slush from the subway to their office.Nobody likes that—not even the
winter lovers. But gettingout and experiencing real winter fun, on the slopes,
in the bushor around awinter campfire, iswhen themagic happens.
I’ll keeppraying toUllr,watchingmy BC friends campout in the lift line at
Revelstokewhile I’mwondering if I have tomow the grass again, and I’ll keep
the faith that this year’s newwintermemories are just around the corner.
Formy daughter, the idea of actually wanting a greenChristmas is
as unbelievable as the idea that SantaClaus might bring presents
while leaving his milk and cookies untouched.
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