Leaving Avocette swinging gently on her home mooring, I headed off to the airport. As the aircraft was a small Dash-8, I was travelling light, and had left my own skis at home. A short flight was followed by an even shorter transfer up into the mountains.
The small mining town of Schladming, in Austria, home to the Alpine World Ski Championships 2013, was also to be home to us for the first week of January. Christmas had seen big dumps of snow, but the New Year had brought a thaw.
The snow at the top was OK, a bit Spring like - sugary, and I was trying some short skis that turned very quickly. Great fun, a few tumbles - time for a gluhwein.
Now the snow was receding up the mountain - fast! The melt-waters had turned the mountain stream into a maelstrom of raging white water. What we needed a big dump........Hmm!!
I'm very impressed with the Austrian Hospitals! EHIC checked and accepted, an x-ray followed by a CT Scan, and my skiing was over for the week - torn ligaments in my wrist.
Frustratingly,as we drove back to the airport to go home it was snowing hard. Fresh powder everywhere! But it was all too late.
Five weeks later, the cast is cut off, the physio begins, and Avocette needs a scrub, an anti-foul, and polish......... Any volunteers?
Tuesday 12 February 2013
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