The forecast was looking a bit dodgy for the whole week, so we were trying to hedge our bets and try to eke out as much fun out of the week as possible. I thought the forecast looked better in the mountains than at home, so persuaded Geoff (against his better judgment!) to come skiing. It poured all night, so there would be lots of new snow. As we passed Ribes the rain stopped and the sky started to clear, but as we approached La Molina, it started snowing, and continued most of the day.

We met up with Kai and James, but the snow quality left a lot to be desired (small drifts across the pistes), it was very crowded and visibility was terrible. Three runs and Geoff thought better of it, and went home (the van was also playing up, and he needed to check it). I thought it would be useful practise, so stayed. It was good getting used to more difficult conditions and I did a spectacular splat, which both Kai and James failed to see. Highlight of the day was me falling over and Kai skiing past me laughing gleefully, only for him to splat right next to me in the same snowdrift. Schadenfreude is something best saved for when you’re away from the hazards that caused the damage in the first place!

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