We’d hatched a cunning plan to make the most of the lingering not-winter in Invermere, and take our mountain bikes out for an adventure on dirt one more time before we had to switch to studded tyres and snow riding for the next six months. Unfortunately, my lingering cold decided to transform into a full-blown death-lurgy. Hence I spent the weekend huddled and miserable, while the boys got out enjoying the trails, and then hot springing it (at Lussier Hot Springs, which we visited when we first got to Canada back in 2007).
My voice finally returned a week later.