dusk ride by the end, with the lights of the town twinkling below us. Quite beautiful, but chilly.
By the time we got the bikes back home, Tannis had some nachos going and all kinds of great microbrew was busy chillin': Tree Amber, Shaftebury Winter Nights, Phillips Amnesiac IPA, and some old favourite Naramata Nut Brown from the Cannery. Lots of good laughs, and gracious Esther was amazing with the girls. My vision was fairly fogged by the end of the night despite my fancy new glasses. My cryptic Tragically Hip post triggered a lengthy and rollicking discussion of how we create our futures together.
In the morning we tucked in to stacks of pancakes for breakfast, and it had a very homey family-home-for-the-holidays kinda feel. These guys are our oldest couple friends, with a rich history of party-mode weekends, so we often ditch the kids when they're coming, but we loved hanging out with everyone around.
A bit later, Angelo and I aimed for Rebellion, in the same area I explored for the first time a couple of weeks ago. The climb is close to an hour and a half of steady uphill singletrack, meandering around ridges and through different ecosystems. There was a little dusting of snow at the top where we rested, but nothing that interfered with the fun. I got a quick video (1MB avi) and a couple of photos on the heavenly descent, but it was really too good to interrupt more often for Kodak moments: Angelo and me. Then a quick late lunch at Shaughnessy's Cove to cap off an excellent visit...now that I think of it, could I actually have forgotten to do the traditional toast to Good Times? Cheers.