5.5km of Moguls

Woke up this morning, bright and breezy. What shall we do today I thought. I know, lets go skiing.

The mission for today was to ski as many of the runs on Whistler mountain as possible. We started with the Giant Slalom run then headed off to ride the peak to creak - the longest run in North America. I hadn't realised that a run which is groomed only once a week, ended up a mogul field. For 5km I skied over, round and into moguls - I even managed to bridge the gaps once or twice. For the last 1/2km we were treated to slush! Hard work.

Afterwards Tim decided I was ready for off piste skiing. I dutifully followed. I manged the first jump, then the second and third. I was just thinking how I had managed my first small jumps only to realise that to enter back onto the piste was via one last jump. Sadly I didn't realise this until I was on it. In true kiddy style I ended up sitting on my skis. To my delight I managed to stand up again. One girl remarked on my great recovery, to which I retorted 'I knew I was still young really'.

As a final treat for the day I took Tim down the Dave Murray Downhill run. He was like a kid in a sweet shop whilst I clung to my ski poles for dear life. We have definitely earned our beers, ooh and a curry.