While many know Laura Nelson as the face behind Polar Peek Books (which she recently sold), as a talented local artist, and/or as a born and raised Fernie girl (previously Laura Kennedy), many are not aware of her recent success as the President of the Fernie & District Historical Society.
While Emily Brydon is omnipresent in Fernie conversation of late, her mother - the pillar of strength supporting this resilient Olympian – remains far from the forefront, hard to believe when you meet her. Taller than Emily with a witty sense of humour that takes you by surprise and a personality that fills the largest of rooms, Rosemary is hard to miss.
“That’s the real work: to make the world as real as it is, and to find ourselves as real as we are within it.” Gary Snyder, interview summer of 1977
It looks absolutely gorgeous outside. The snow is sparkling, the sun is shining and it’s a blue bird day, yet I’m afraid to walk out the door. The temperature gauge says its -24. It’s freezing!
While I’m debating whether or not to even go outside Nate is already at work on the hill. Making snow. Outside.
Nate Trueman has been working the hill for the last seven years. He spent a year in the mechanics shed before getting into snowmaking and has worked his way up to supervisor.
A question I often hear asked is how the Fernie Fix originated. Well, it was a fast and furious beginning for me, and an exciting and busy time for my creators Vanessa and Krista.
It’s 11pm at night and as I am getting ready to go check out Fernie’s bar scene Blair Craig is hitting the snooze button on his alarm clock.
Walking into town the snow is falling and I can see a sprinkling of lights dotted around the ski hill, as snow cats crawl through the night sculpting the mountain so we can rip it up in the morning.
By the time I get to the bar and order a drink Blair has made his ‘lunch’, picked up his 7-11 coffee and is driving up to the ski hill to start his 8-hour shift. It’s midnight.
Let me tell a story.
A couple weeks ago while getting ready to take a vacation, a friend decided to bleach his well. The once every six months or so cleansing of the water. He dosed it good, waited and started the well back up. Nothing. He reset the motor. Nothing. He heard the solenoid click, but no motor, no water.
It started out as an idea, let’s take the winters off and soak up the sun. Steph and I traveled many places trying to find that perfect tropical destination for our “winters”. Our friend Chicken had doing some research on great places to invest in Central America and let us know about some incentives and tax breaks available to foreign investors in Panama.