Left: Finding joy on Blackcomb this week. MIKE CRANE PHOTO. Right: The Whistler Village Gondola amidst a big dump. MITCH WINTON/WHISTLER BLACKCOMB PHOTO.

The secret of happiness in Whistler is no secret at all. It’s snow: big, fat, white, flakes of snow — the more the better. Fresh snow wipes the slate clean, and in Whistler every snow day is a brand new adventure built upon the joys of yesterday’s turns, bails, airs, high-fives, hoots and hollers. Despite a sometimes-temperamental freezing level, winter seems to have shifted gears here in the Coast Mountains and Whistler has been riding a wave of powdery joy.

And people are sharing the stoke, harder than ever, on social media. It was not a good week to be trapped in an office if you had friends in the mountains. Here are a few examples of what pure mountain bliss looks like, and with more snow in the forecast the images of exhilaration are sure to keep rolling in. And it’s just in time to use our new favourite hashtag – #WhistlerLovesBigDumps!

Whistler Loves Big Dumps

Editor’s Note: Even though it has been snowing a lot it is still early season and you definitely need to be smart out there if you leave the groomers. Start with not hucking huge cliffs into “looks okay I think” landings and be sure to obey all boundary and “closed” signs on the ski hill. They are doing a lot of avalanche control up there so the signs are up for a reason. Also, anyone heading into the backcountry should get the latest info from Avalanche Canada because the weather has been all over the place. Be safe, have fun, stay happy.


Feet Banks moved to Whistler at age 12 so his parents could live the dream and ski as much as possible. He ended up living it too. After leaving home Feet did a few good stints in warmer climates and 4 years of writing school before returning to the mountains to make ski movies, hammer out a journalism career and avoid the 9-5 lifestyle as long as possible. He’s been a hay farmer, a hole digger, a magazine editor and has a jump named after him on Blackcomb Mountain, Feet’s Air. It’s tiny.