I was sick as a dog! Bed ridden, nights sweats, feverish! Sickness mixed with jet lag = zombie. Not the most ideal start to my adventure. Within days I'd lost my voice & was communicating via hand signals. Awful! Thankfully a combination of western & eastern medicine got me healthy again!
Day one: Training - Emergency Evacuation!
"Who'd like to voluntee ?" My hand shot up like an arrow without even thinking through the consequences or what was involved?! I put it down to delirium from the fever! Ha! G-R-E-A-T!! After a bit of the safety speil we were loaded onto M1 chai lift & evacuated. As I sat in the middle I went first! Woah!
Only thought running through my head: hold on! Woah. this is happening - I'm a lifty in Canada! Oh geez they are training too?! do they know how to do this?! After training I prepared my self for work - Zzzzzz SLEEP & lots of it!
During the training someone spoted a black bear on Hayfever. Although it was a teeny tiny black smudge on the hill it counts! First Bear sighting!
My first week on the job slowly turned into two, then three. Soon enough I got into a routine & started to feel comfortable.
Wildlife sightings:
Bear: 1
Moose: 0
Deer: 6
