Following my fall and the subsequent pain in my tail bone, I found even walking painful so there was no prospect of skiing for a few days. I stayed in the hotel and read, though most days I walked the mile or so to the supermarket to buy supplies for Paul's lunches. It seemed a good idea for me to keep moving, rather than just sitting around - especially since sitting wasn't entirely comfortable, and I was having to sleep on my front.
After a few days, I felt able to go out skiing again, though somewhat carefully. I really didn't want to fall over again. Although I could walk without problems, sitting down could still be uncomfortable, and climbing stairs was painful. So I started on the easiest trail of all, one of the steeper parts of which is in the photograph below.
The trail goes round to the left, around the trees, and down a fairly steep and fast trail towards the restaurant at the foot of the slope.
This is taken from the balcony of the restaurant, showing the nice long final run down to the restaurant. There are some people who have taken chairs out onto the snow, hoping to catch some sun. The balcony is partly covered, you can see the roof at the top of my photo. I found the balcony a pleasant place to sit if the weather wasn't too cold.
Some of the balcony isn't covered. When it snows, nobody wants to sit outside, and the staff lift up the outdoor tables so that they don't disappear under a heap of snow.
You can see that it had snowed again on some of the days when I wasn't skiing, and that quite a lot of snow had fallen!
I was fortunate that some days were bright and sunny, but our last day was quite dull and made the trails quite difficult to see.
It isn't difficult to see where you need to go, it's just difficult to see what the surface is like. Below is a photo of me, half way down one of the slopes.
You can probably see, by the very tiny figures behind me, that it's quite a long slope, rather longer in fact than it looks in this photo. I had to stop half way down to catch my breath, before tackling the rest of the slope, which you can see below.
However, I did rather better than this person on the slope in front of me. I am managing to ski parallel again for most of my turns - or at least, for those turns where I'm not panicking!
Our last day is to be spent sightseeing in the city, so Thursday 6th was our last day of skiing. I caught the 3.30 bus home, but Paul, who had spent the afternoon skiing with friends, hung on until the lifts closed and caught one an hour later.
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