In the Australian Vernacular, "grouse" means very cool, and Darcy, Brad, Scott and I had a grouse time at Grouse Mountain. Scott was astounded by the mountain, which dwarfs any kind of Australian "mountain". There were some patches of hard packed snow left over in places, and that was a novelty.
The gondola and chairlift ride up to the top were really impressive.
Sex sells lumberjack shows.
Look down and you might see a Grizzly Bear. We did, but not long enough to take a photo!
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