I set off to enjoy Labor Day weekend in gorgeous Whistler, British Columbia. I had a great drive up the Sea to Sky Highway, despite the major construction going on to prepare for the 2010 Winter Olympics. Every corner I turned was yet another beautiful scene. I planned on staying in a small B&B just a bit north of the main village. I went for an awesome long ride on paved and dirt trails for about 2.5 hours. I can't believe how heavenly it is there. WOW is all I can say. I went out shopping after my ride for some souvenirs and treated myself to my favorite meal, medium steak with bleu cheese topped over it with a good, healthy pint of local amber. I walked around a bit more and got to listen to a local artist in the center of the main village rock it out. I decided to head back to the B&B and I read for awhile then decided to go to sleep early so I could get up early and ride my bike forever the next day. Unfortunately, lady luck is rarely on my side and, I'm subtracting a few details, but I ended up breaking my nose and had a laceration that went down to the bone. Only a few pints of blood loss later, and I finally composed myself. Needless to say, my vacation ended more abruptly than I imagined and I drove 5 hours south across the border to get treatment. One week later, I have a re-set nose and minimal pain. Funny enough, I had a similar episode when I was about 8yrs old, where I tripped on some stairs at Niagra Falls, Ontario, and put my bottom teeth through my lip. I think Canada hates me...
