Sunny Last Two Days!

We’ve had an awesome camp here at Mnt. Bachelor and got a lot of work done on the hill. We had a Ski Cross course, a 30 pack of rollers to work on on the flats, we did 3 pack training with us girls, lead follow training, SX start gate training and GS gates.

And also chilled by the pool in the afternoons after training before our afternoon workouts…

Deans, the model


I was creepin on Mar capturing this beauty


Mar happy to be done camp. Our legs had had enough.


Rob headin up for one last run


Tear down time


Deans doing god knows what during tear down


Workin away


After tear down, Lup, Mar and I tried to do a little video of good luck to send off the summer Canadian Olympians heading to London. We failed. We attempted later after some food in our bellies and were partially successful… It was tough to get words out whenever we heard “recording” and  all we could do was giggle.


Mar, Felix and I


Bye Mnt. Bachelor!



My first name is Alice. I'm called by my middle name, Georgia. I grew up getting beat up by my 3 older brothers Christian, Boyd and Julian. They rock. I love pretty much every sport there is, except maybe rhythmic gymnastics. I wonder who invented that one? Cooking is a fun pastime on a rainy day. The feeling of being on the brink of disaster, going as fast as possible, is indescribable. And I'm not talking about driving a car. It feels awesome being completely and utterly exhausted after giving 110% during a workout. I tell my mother everything (almost)... Examining snowflakes fall onto my jacket while on the chair lift could keep me bewildered for hours(haha, ok maybe not HOURS). I'm pretty sure I make myself laugh too often. Listening to music with my headphones keeps me sane. Making someone smile is contagious. Finishing a knitting project, such as a wicked awesome headband, is totally satisfying. I love being Canadian and having people laugh after I say the words "eh" and "toque". And it happens often. Having friends around the globe is a really cool thing. Experiencing different cultures is eye opening. Traveling all over the world is the best thing, but there is nothing like flying into Vancouver, eating a home cooked meal with my family, and falling asleep in my own bed.

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