I guess I just didn’t realise what I was missing. Several years worth of cross country racing thinking that alpine skiers were all a bunch of big sissies and only now have I discovered the point of it; powder! The dark clouds might have meant we haven’t been able to see a lot on the mountain over the last couple of days but that wouldn’t appear to be the primary sense that’s required to ski this deep soft snow. Set your balance right, stay relaxed and let the buried skis rail around the turns. Not that I don’t find it hard, any lapse into laziness has sent me cart wheeling away into a drift. We’ve been quite committed in hunting the powder, never far from the ski area but seeking the lines between the runs and cutting corners through the trees whenever we could. As well as blasting down the slopes we had to don skins and be shown a little bit of climbing up. Much more familiar stuff for me but hopefully this’ll build to getting us into some wilder places later in the week.
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