The non-bike days were dedicated to hiking, kayaking and climbing. The scenery was remarkable.
Saw some bears. Touched some snow. Played Nerts. Sat in the hot tub. Laid in the sauna. Ate the best salmon burger of my life. Watched some sweet bike tricks (complements of my brothers and husband)
And we saw this guy...
So that was Whistler. Does this make you want to change your future travel plans to somewhere less beach and more pine tree?