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"Mountain hopping, it's sort of the jet age answer to mountain climbing."
"All you need is a rocket pack and a pretty assistant - and you're ready to hop your first mountain. Our take off point, Cheakamus Canyon, in the Tantalus Mountains of British Columbia. Susan makes a last minute check, setting her stop-watch to my fuel gauge.
"Now the last and perhaps the most important piece of equipment - my radio helmet. Without it Susan can't signal me to land when my fuel starts getting low.
"3...2...1...Varoom! suddenly I was on my way skyward. I felt like a giant bird who could soar to the top of any mountain. All I could think of was - next hop Mt. Everest.
"Later we joined a friend in the comfort of a mountain inn. And toasted out adventure with Canadian Club." It seems wherever you go C.C. welcomes you.
More people appreciate its gentle manner. The pleasing way it behaves in mixed company. They admire its unmistakable character. A taste not matched by any whiskey, anywhere. Canadian Club - "The Best in The House" in 87 lands. |
