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... happy to start working again, now I was sure I had been going downhill because the walk back was certainly uphill. The lift was closed. I was frightened, not the impossimountain again, the wind was visibly whipping the snow up into the air at 45 degrees. I had that feeling of being able to feel my skull because it was so cold.
The next lift was open – phew! It was the only lift on the whole entire mountain that was open. Not being religious I tend ...
... than infectious, it makes you feel great. What a hero. I found this all very tiring. Hugh reminded me that I have lucozade tablets, they were necessary, I was crashing. Perked up I let out a sigh “get on with it, what do you think you are on a holiday or something?” Hannis prompted.
Windy afternoon back with Julian, this meant no return visit to the fun park as planned and just freestyle practice at lower altitudes, great ...
... that. End result was that I dinked my head. I sat out the next run for 15 minutes while the boys went around for another jump. After making a panorama photo and sitting to reflect & recharge I resolved to, between now and this time next year, get myself a helmet. Much as the majority of my snowboarding career has been either learning how to not fall over or how to fall better; now I can see that as a freestyler: I am gaining new abilities to hurt myself and would ...
I know the way today, up the mountain, down the mountain, in the right direction, not just on time for school, early! My reward: I hear beautiful singing & guitar playing; it's Róisín that I met on the bus the other day playing on the radio show. Nice work Róisín! Also to her credit, I asked and was granted the request to play 3 chords (badly) on her guitar, I miss my strings.
Virtually everything Julian teaches us today is "this ...
... a snowball on the back of your hand - to do this you won a beer, I won a beer, but I had it revoked since I had stood Julian up the night before: I’d expected I could convince my buddies to head to Bad Gastein for old times sake but we got distracted with Bad Hofgastein’s offerings.
The aprčs ski was at umbrella. The chap who offered to look after my wig was still wearing it, good lad, I asked him to continue to ...