Whistler, BC sits on top of a magnificent stretch of highway, 120 Kilometres north of Vancouver, following the coast from sea to sky. This became the basis for our daytrip, leaving first thing in the morning, and stopping off at different sightseeing spots dotted along the highway — much of which we found blanketed with snow. We were also lucky enough to come across a largely frozen river which allowed us some great photos while we walked the loop to Shannon Falls beneath the light snowfall. We also headed to Brackendale, just north of Squamish, which is home to several thousand Bald Eagles during the winter months. I managed to see my first Bald Eagle immediately as we arrived, and we spent some time listening to it's calls from the other side of the river. Despite the distance I was pretty chuffed at how my rather pixelated shot turned out, and didn't end up regretting only bringing a 18-35mm lens. Upward and onward, Whistler was quite the spectacle, and was absolutely packed to the rafters with bloody Aussies. It was quite surreal really. We had a great look around the village, and I ended up buying a massive rabbit fur hat, with ear-flaps that will keep me warm no matter where my trip takes me. I'll get around to posting the lady-killer selfies with said hat shortly, and the handful of pics below (with Joshies dream-hat) will have to do for now.
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