Well it was a foggy day in old Whistler town and we almost got the first Olympic downhill run in the books…but in the end it wasn’t to be.

I made a couple of mistakes but still ended up in 6th – not too shabby I guess.

Robbie ripped it up and finished in 2nd – he is due and definitely means business.

We’re going to try again on Thursday but the weather still looks sketchy.

I’m pretty pumped about skiing in such a big race on the mountain I grew up on.

Robbie and I are hoping to put some precious metal medals up on the walls of The Manor real soon! Hope everyone enjoys the Olympics as much as I will!