Brain fart…

Today was like no other!

Waking up in a hurry, with the intention of getting as much boarding in as possible, we managed to find out it was raining.
That subsequently means, more drinking. Unfortunately when it rains, the water melts the snow. And being cold melts it into ice.
It doesn't make sense to you, it didn't to me at first. But, a good part of that all depends on the temperature of the air and surface to which the particle drops.
When the particle travels through the air, the air is not cold enough to freeze it to make snow or hail. It then lands onto the snow, melts the snow slightly and drastically changing temperature it freezes. Causing an ice layer.
This builds us on top of the snow and creates a sheet for your to work with. Ie: not snow boarding conditions.

This lead to a slow morning following the bad news. Breakfast was delayed with the slow motivation, as was coffee and the rest of the day. Simply because we didn't have anything planned except boarding which we now couldn't do.

In the rain and cold we decided to go for lunch up in the village. Making our way to the top of the village we found a partially frozen lake with ducks and geese on it. Coffee, gluvine and beer were served as starter drinks before we made our way back into the middle of the village to a little restaurant names Olympia.
Olympia was opened by the olympic medalist of the town who started the restaurant and turned it into a medal and trophy storage display, and thus entertaining the guests and diners as they ate their meals.
Yes we were apart of that.

From that we headed past spar on the way home to pick up some coke (Essentials!) for the afternoon.

Tomorrow the routine is much the same. Rain is predicted, except we will be going out onto the mountain, before returning the hired board and boots.

Saturday is a lengthy jaunt back home, with multiple transport methods once again. A bus to St Johann Train Station. A train to Salzburg airport. A flight to Frankfurt and then Johannesburg 36 hours from leaving. I might smell fresh by the time I get there.

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