Never bored with boarding.....

Sunday morning sitting in the snow at the top of Gstaad, a mountain range in the French speaking part of Switzerland, waiting to clip my boots to my board and set off on my first run of 2009 was exciting but also filled me with a nervous trepidation of wiping out big time and losing my confidence. As I prepared myself to go, my 2 buddies (Andy & Davide), both avid boarders, set off down the piste at ease (although not their first time this year like me), and carved through the powder making easy work of this. All set to follow close behind, I edged closer to the point of no return and slowly moved over the parapet and set off behind them. Maybe it's like riding a bike, as I glided alone and was soon making my first of multiple turns in the snow, although keeping a safe distance behind both of them.


My confidence growing more and more as at ease I carved through the beautiful powder, only to watch a massive wipe-out with both my colleagues as they crashed big time into each other. Crazy f****rs, I thought and on the first run of the day. They were glad they invested in helmets as this could have been nasty. I too never go without my helmet as you never know what could happen, especially as we later went off piste in the very deep powder.

Luckily they were both ok and we carried on to see what the rest of the day’s adventures would bring.