I love the serenity when I’m on my own in the chairlift.
The humming of the lift
The sounds of the church bells coming up from the valley
The birds chirping
The quick disruption when passing a tower
The ticking of the rain on my jacket…
It rained all day today, but I decided to head out anyway, considering I’d worked the last 2 days. When I reached the top of the chairlift, it turned out all connections to other parts of the resort were closed due to high winds. That left me with 3 lifts to take. A puddle was forming, right where you get on the chairlift. Today was a lesson in positive thinking.
At least the slopes are not busy
A new slope had opened
There was absolutely no pressure or stress because there were limited options
Time to practice on-snow 360s and backward skiing
The rain did not get into my boots
The visibility was good, besides the rain drops on my goggles
It wasn’t cold
Surprisingly I did enjoy the morning a lot. Despite the rain, the snow was quite nice. Grippy and not too sticky and slow. Eventually though, my gloves got so soaked that it got really uncomfortable. So after 2,5 hours of skiing the same slopes, I made my way back to the gondola and headed home. Still in my wet gear I went on a walk through the forest, alongside the river. It’s weird. Sometimes it’s the days where you expect it the least, that give you the most joy.
I do hope that all the lifts are open again tomorrow though!
