Tremblant '06

Thumbnail: Winding road
Thumbnail: Cabin at night
Thumbnail: Aaron and Karen
Thumbnail: Poker game
Thumbnail: Phil's royal flush
Thumbnail: Old and new skis

Here I am, in a cab­in in the mid­dle of the woods, 160 km away for two short days and a night in Tremblent. Today, we drove the wind­ing roads lined with pine trees and set­tled in. By tomor­row morn­ing, the 10 beds and mat­tress­es are going to be filled with 16 peo­ple, all-round exhaust­ed, cram­ming in as much sleep as they can before the hills open.

In between, Aaron finds a Bubbles action fig­ure that looks just like Karen. Phil is dealt a roy­al flush, which we’ll prob­a­bly nev­er see again in our lives, dur­ing the sec­ond game of pok­er. For this, we drink, and I’m asked to make a print of the pho­to for every­one present to sign.

I’m not here to ski, or snow­board, or par­ty, I’m just here to observe. Nick gave me the use of his lens­es, includ­ing a 200mm prime L, but it was the 15mm fish-eye Sigma that I grew to love. How strange it is to be record­ing my mem­o­ries with some­one else’s glass.

This week­end it feels like I’m run­ning. I’m look­ing for some­thing, but I don’t know what it is or where to find it.

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