When you walk through the door at Great Canadian, you become not only our guest, but our friend. The Norwegian crew visiting us this week felt more like family.
From Johan, the charming head of the clan who drinks Jagermeister (and occasionally gets so excited about it that he asks our bartender Greg for the drink in Norwegian) to his good friend and family chiropractor Kasper, the family has filled the Lodge with laughs and much back-slapping (and back cracking!).
Torkjell, upon arriving late in the evening from Norway his first day at Great Canadian, looked at me through travel-weary eyes and said, “You know, to travel this far to ski is difficult. But walking into a place like this makes it all worthwhile.”
The older generation of the crew skied with grace and style, effortlessly weaving their way through the knee deep powder, dignified on every descent. The younger of the crew pushed the limits and kept a staunch competition between them to jump off of every possible feature.
Every night in apres they filled the boot room with smiles and the clinking of raised glasses – “Skol!” Coming to us from New York, Norway, and Colorado, the eclectic group enjoying their reunion proved to be the life of the Lodge.
With decades of heli-skiing under their belts, the group has settled on Great Canadian as their heli-ski home. Johan, on his last day, looked up as he took off his boots for the last time in our boot room and said, “Don’t you have a place I can keep these? This is the only place I will come to ski!”
Small groups, unlimited vertical, and the elegant luxury of the Lodge have kept the Norwegians coming back year after year. Well skied and well traveled, this group knows that there is no place they’d rather be.
It is with great pleasure and that we warmly wish our friends a safe journey home. Til next year!
Check out this edit put together from stills that our guide Alison took while out skiing with Teddy, Charlie, Thomas, and Jennifer.