My favorite ski resort is going mental, in a good way.

Whistler-Blackcomb is building a ridiculous gondola that will connect the two peaks of their gigantic resort.

Some facts that make this yet another man-made marvel:

1. 11 minute ride peak-to-peak
2. 3.5 time longer than Golden Gate Bridge
3. Higher than 4.5 Statues of Liberty
4. Peak altitude above ground 415 metres
5. Longest unsupported cable-span, 1.88 miles.

Can’t wait to go up there and shit my pants.

My long-time friend, Adam, and his wife Danielle, have this uncanny knack of bumping into sports greats, and somehow being non-creepy enough to snap a photo with them.  Just today, I get this emailed to me, because Adam knows for me growing up, Cal Ripken, Jr. was the MAN.

That’s Danielle, his wife, and their lovely daughter Ilana (who looks thrilled by the way).  Wow, Cal looks… er… uh… mature?  Seriously, I am one to talk…  you da man, Cal!  Please buy the O’s, manage them, and bring some joy back into Baltimore Baseball… please!

But that’s not all, just over a year ago, Adam sent me this…

Once again, Danielle, and HER hero, Doug Flutie.  This time in Logan airport.  Flutie was also one of my dad’s favorites… he wrote about this snapshot, and more here and here.

I also have a funny story of Adam giving a shout out to Eric Davis in the airport from back in college… funny.  But Eric was only so good, so no photo for you!

But this post ain’t all about Adam and his trigger-happy photo-finger.  I have my own brush with sports greatness, not that I am one to get star-struck… seriously.  But I was passing through Rio de Janeiro with some friends and we bumped into none other than…

Ronaldo… yeah, that Ronaldo.  Very cool guy.