Friday morning at 5am we hopped in Darcy's Jetta and hit the road from ol' Mount Uniacke... after stopping somewhere in NB for a gas up and some Mc Donalds (worst mcds ever... my egg was haggard and darcy's english muffin was burnt!) we finally made it to Sussex and discovered they don't salt roads.... Just sand.... So there was a few inches of hard packed snow on the road with a bunch of sand dumped on top of it... Apparently they don't know how to plow either! hahaha
We arrive at Poley mountain, stoked for the weekend! I go inside, get my lift ticket and head to the summit! I check out the park (super sketch, but it's only their temporary park so i'll let it slide haha), but I hit it anyway.... of course. After a few laps of the front side of the hill I got pretty bored of the hill and was bummed out.... until I discovered that Poley has a backside, which has the most comfortable chair lift I have ever sat on in my life. I fell in love with the backside, a tree run, some pretty sick drops and just better terrain. Turns out Darcy's kit box for the course is stuck at the post office... so she has to wing it all weekend...
Soon it was time to head to the All Seasons motel and call it a night. For $59 a night for double occupancy, the rooms are very nice! But there's a catch.... I hope you don't get locked out of you room at 11:30pm at night... But we'll get into that later! Darcy and I decided to hit up Sobeys and buy a bunch of snacks. We of course stopped at the NBLC (or whatever it's called) and picked up two bottles of Baby Duck, then stopped at dollarama where we got ourselves some fancy glasses and I stocked up on toe warmers. We get back to the hotel.... and fall asleep. No word of a lie, We were stoked to watch Jersey Shore, but ended up just falling asleep.
We wake up and got grab some breakfast at the restaurant at the All Seasons and head to Poley for day 2. I end up riding with a bunch of the current snowboard instructors at Poley all day two, giving them some riding tips etc. The day ends and Darcy and I are sitting enjoying a deep fried chocolate bar (yes, they exist and are delicious) when we get invited to come sit with a bunch of the Poley staff. We end up hanging out, I get to be part of my first ever shot ski and we got to listen to the lady sing her heart out on stage. It was awesome. Darcy and I head back to Sussex around 11 with all intentions of going to a local bar called the Thirsty Mule (with that name, who could resist really....)... we get to out hotel around 11:30 after a pit stop at Mc Donalds for some late night grub.... and our keys won't work. Not a big deal, so we go to the office to get them fixed. Turns out the person working the office leaves at 11pm every night and there's no one there until morning to help anyone if anything went wrong!
So, we call the number that's listed for emergencies and the lady on the phone says she'll get a hold of someone and send them right over. Ten minutes goes by, no one shows up. Darcy calls back, apparently they can't get a hold of the people who run the motel! So Darcy and I sit in her car, freezing... waiting. 20 minutes goes by, 30... finally 45 minutes later someone shows up to help us! By this time, we're pretty bummed out and just end up going to sleep.
We wake up, late. We throw all of our stuff in the car and Darcy heads to the front office to get the whole situation sorted out. Apparently they "couldn't do anything" so Darcy got the owners cards and off we go to Poley for our final day!
The conditions were awesome, we discovered the glades on the front side of the hill and just had a good ending day at Poley. Darcy ends the course early because of the storm that was hitting NS and we hit the road. We're driving minding our own business. We get to an intersection and drive through... because it looks like we have the right of way... Darcy looks at me and says "were we suppose to have a stop sign?" the next thing I remember is Darcy yelling at me and trying to get the passengers side door of the car open. Turns out, we were suppose to have a stop sign... the stop sign was however blown off and buried in a snowbank.... not being from the area we had NO idea. Turns out we got t-boned by a van that was going at least 100, the car spun around 3 times and went down over a bank.
I crawl out of the car, the whole back end of the jetta is destroyed. The trunk flew open so our stuff is scattered everywhere so I start to pick everything up. My board was across the road, Darcy's was up against a telephone pole... My brand new helmet got dented and coated in dill pickle popcorn seasoning... The paramedics finally arrive and I tell them my neck and shoulder were hurting. They backboard me (with the assistance of a ski patroller from Poley who came across the accident and stopped to help!!) and send Darcy and I off to the hospital by ambulance.
After some x-rays on me and some tests on Darcy, we're cleared and the cops take us to the police station where all our stuff from the car is. Now we have to figure out where to go, what to do. Nova Scotia is being hit by a snowstorm, so we don't want anyone to risk driving to get us that night. So, while at the police station they show us the cells they have... it was pretty cool. The Poley snow school director comes and gets us (she had visited us at the hospital to make sure everything was okay!) and takes us to the Fairmont Hotel for the night.
Mike, Darcy's boyfriend drives up the next morning to get us after getting a late night flight home from Toronto.. He was there for a boat show thing that had the System 2.0 set up for wakeboarders! We finally arrive back home safe and sound!
Now that I'm done with my story! A few things y'all need to be updated on: