I remember going to Austria for my first ski trip, and
having to learn the complete basics of skiing.
Starting with snow ploughs, our instructor would have us
slowly moving down the nursery slope until we reached the bottom, falling over
a couple of times on the way, and then side step back up to the top.
It was tedious to start with, because all you wanted to do
was ski down the mountain and not stop.
Then, after a couple of times of trying, it clicks into
place and you can start to say ‘I’m doing it!’ As your experience grows, so does your ability and it
becomes second nature to ski.
Nothing beats waking up in the morning, throwing on your salopettes and jacket, and heading up the mountain to start skiing!
We hopped on the ski train and made our way up from Zermatt to the slopes.