Early start not quite stupid-o'clock but dumb enough.
Jason almost unconscious in morning.
Fully loaded and roof racked territory 7 boys, 5 boards 2 skis + snacks.
Big-fat rain at car park.
Stinging rain on chair lift.
The soft marshmallow like snow of the day before turned into a hard icy material resembling concrete. The first bum fall of the day knocked the wind out of me.
Visibility around arm length.(Gerard make sure you put your stack in the comments)
Valentin knocked me over tempin bowling style.
Took some revenge disembarking chairlift.
Went up summit chairlift, would later find out it was expert only.
Sign pointed to an intermediate run off a cliff into fog.
At end of the day got lost and followed a narrow strip of snow with rivers on either side.
Ayresie and I carried the shoeless big-fella from the hire shop to the territory.
With all the money we saved on fuel we decided to test out the territory and donate to the local highway patrol. Spent the drive home thinking of cool things we should have said to the cop but didn't.