Many of you will hear of Whistler and picture Swiss-style snowy mountains, ski lodges, and beautiful scenery, with a village teeming with restaurants and bars for apres ski. You’re pretty much there. Chuck in several truckloads of British, Aussie, and Kiwi twenty-somethings, and you’re spot on.
At the weekend, I headed up to Whistler in beautiful British Columbia from Vancouver.
I’ve only visited this pretty little village once before, and that was in the summer whilst it was boiling hot.
This weekend showed me something a little different. It certainly wasn’t as hot! Having been promised temperatures of -5 for the weekend, we set off, dreaming of crackling log fires and hot tubs.
Let’s start with the drive up…
The village itself is pretty quaint and beautiful. I love the style of the buildings that accommodate a whole host of shops, restaurants, and bars.
I can imagine the atmosphere would have been pretty incredible!
With fall just about beginning to turn, winter is starting to settle in to the village.
As a frosty day, a glimpse of snow, and sparkly fairy lights turning on in Whistler, it all started to feel a little Christmassy.
You can see exactly how cold it was by this river which has completely turned to ice!
I can’t wait to come and swim here in the summer! Even if there are bears around…
Despite being a little frozen in places, the view was absolutely incredible.
One you just have to soak up. The fresh air also did us wonders!
A wonderful, warming view to finish off a pretty chilly weekend!
Have you been to Whistler?