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It’s never been warmer than minus 5 and when it was, that morning felt warm. There were no cold cheeks, toes or fingers. The rest of the time you need to be conscious that there’s a chill, especially when you getup some speed.





Mostly it’s been cloudy and sometimes this has been down to ground level and it seems to snow most of the time.

When it snows it has been light but amazingly, every flake counts and just sticks. Consequently a period of light snow gives a new cover and the previously beige coloured power and ice on the main road is again transformed to white.

The hired bus has winter tyres with studs.  They don’t stick out like a small nail, just protrude almost like a low profile rivet head. However it works, there’s no problem with this sort of snow.




It’s presumably the school holidays in DK land as there are many cars with Danish plates. The boys are in morning ski school which is delivered easily in English, which helps the Danes too.

Everyone’s skiing has improved day by day. The boys aren’t using poles and by day four can go anywhere, including little trips through the trees ‘off piste’. They are harder for adults with longer skis to get around the curves and through the very short dips.


I doubt we will skiing such nice powder again for a long time.

Comments

Phil said…
What a brilliant experience for you all. I suppose it's a shame the sun isn't shining much but constant fresh snow must be amazing to ski through!
Fran said…
It sounds really fabulous .

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