I really wanted to post about how great the snow trip that was had last weekend was. I wanted to boast about the blue bird skies, and the great snow and how 16 people had a great time on a trip that I organised, and how fantastic the place we stayed was. I wanted to show you guys photos like these ones, and all you people talking about the summer might be a little nostalgic for wonderful winter days:

The place we stayed WAS awesome (it was big enough to fit everyone, was warm and had all the comforts one desires), and with 16 of us there was ALOT of shenanigans that went on, alot of fun to be had, alot of laughing too. But the snow part of the snow trip was not awesome.

It was snowing, yes. But in more of a horizontal direction than a vertical one. Visibility was limited to a few hundred meters in front of your face. The wind was harsh and biting, and changed directions after our few, precious runs so the lifts were closed (which I quietly thought was a good call after we almost hit one of the lift poles. Not something you want to consider when you’re suspended over a cliff). And we didn’t even go up the mountain on the Sunday. In short, it wasn’t a bluebird weekend. It looked a bit more like this:

That’s me on one of the the lower mountain runs getting blown over. Because of all the fresh snow the groomed and sheltered runs were nice enough. But after they closed the few of us that managed to get up went and bothered those on the learner slopes, and tramped up to the sledding area to find those on sleds. And doing that in the crap weather was not so great.

It WAS a fun weekend, but it was the company that made it fun. The snow was an epic let down. Still, you get these days sometimes. And I’m determined to ride in decent weather, so we’re planning more snow trips. Fingers crossed that the next one is better than the one just had. :)