Freestylin

In March we enjoyed our first ever skiing holiday in Andorra. We were hoping to put our newly learnt skills to the test so as soon as we found ourselves in Bariloche we sorted out some gear and a 1 day lift pass. We arrived at the slopes like seasoned professionals and made our way to the closest nursery run. We both safely got down, even though I felt like I'd never done it before. Paul, a chap in our group and an advanced skier, took one look and said that we were ready for more. We followed him up a chairlift and stood at the top of a run that made my knees quiver. We started with some confidence but half way down things fell apart. I had just negotiated a section and brought myself to a somewhat graceful stop when Jackie came flying past, lying on her stomach, going feet first down the slope. My legs switched off and I bit the snow the rest of the way down.

We composed ourselves at the bottom and decided to spend the rest of the day on the easier green runs. These turned out to be awesome (in our beginner opinion), with runs all the way from the top of the mountain, contouring around steep ridges and winding through forests. The highlight of my (and Jackies) day was an unintentional ski jump which saw me doing half a back somersault and landing on my back up a bank, ski's perpendicular to the snow. I don't think we'll feature in the next Winter Olympics.