I'm Baaaack! (eventually)

Well readers I have returned, no bones broken, no vital organs in need of repair (sorry to disapoint)

We had a great time. Me, my dad, my sister, and two friends Annie and Chris. I will break this blog down into days and put the photos at the end. Read on:

Saturday:

Well we arrived at Coventry airport ( 3 sheds and a carpark!) at about 4am and went through the usual process of getting on the plane with no delay. The flight was boring and univentful so I wont bore you with needles details.. Got to Austria and was able to ski in the afternoon in Fugen. Weather was excellent!

Sunday:

Got up and had brekkie' and went skiing (shock!) weather was nice. We went over to the neighbouring resort of Kaltenbach where I took great delight in racing a couple of boarders and absolutely caining them in a straight line dash down a redrun. ha-ha!!!!

Monday:

Back over to Kaltenback and the sun was beating down. We got over the other side of the mountain and enjoyed a full day of excellent conditions.

Tuesday:

Got on the skibus to Hochfugen. Nice resort with some nice interlinking pistes.Took out a snowboarder that tried to show off. He collided with my skis and went arse-over-tip. Prat. In the afternoon we did what is called the "gold run" a 2km piste full of rocks, ice, and chopped up terrain. Hell on earth to ski, but when we did it, it felt good to have completed.

Wednesday:

First day of clouds. Hochfugen was fogged over and we were skiing blind. Not nice.... Interesting... But not nice. I took a really good wipeout when I tried tazzing down a run and failed to see the big icey spot in the middle of the run... Ouch.

Thursday:

Went to Kaltenbach but skied the 3km track over to Hochfugen in the afternoon. Took another fall when my skis dug into soft snow and I was catapulted out of my bindings... Tasted mountain big time!

Friday:

Just up into Fugen for our last day skiing. Weather was cloudy but got better. Took it nice and gentle. We got back to the hotel and got ready to leave... Now I must point out that this isn't where my story ends because getting back to the UK was a mission in its own right...

We got to the airport at 8pm and was told there was a delay. 10:30 came and we were told that there was no chance of getting a replacement plane until the following morning. Got sent off (with 150 other people) to the Salzburg Airport Hotel and told that our flight would be at 10:30 the following morning.

Saturday:

Got up to find that our 10:30am flight had been delayed! (lovely!) and another flight had been arranged for 7:30pm. We spent the day in Salzburg town and visited the local markets and (my favorite little adventure) visited the house where Mozart was born. Interesting to see his first violin and piano and learn a bit about him. Got to the hotel ready to be bused back to the airport for our flight. When we got there we found that the flight was going to Gatwick!!!! Everyone was very angry but nothing could be done. Got into Gatwick at about 8pm GMT and was told that we would be getting on a coach to get up to coventry which would take 3 hours. After an hour waiting for the luggage and the horrible moment when we thought our skis had been lost (they hadn't, they were just put on the wrong carousel) we got on the coach (parked up in the next terminal!) at 9:30.

The coach left at 10pm after the luggage was loaded and we set off to Coventry.... hurray

At 10:10 the coach developed a strange "thunking" noise and the driver had to crawl along because he thaught he had something wrong with a front tyre... People were not amused....

10:30 someone pointed out that the "thunking" noise was due to the driver driving over the raised cats eyes on the motorway... People were REALLY not amused! Saturday soon became...

Sunday:

... And at 1am we pulled into Coventry Cattle shed (sorry, I mean "Airport") and discovered that the main carpark (where our car was) was completely closed off by the police due to a traffic accident... (I was starting to become very angry at this point) after negotiation the carpark was opened and we set off for home. Got back to Wythall at about 2am and went to bed!

So there we have it folks! I have a picture here but more will follow when my dad gets his photo's back and I can scan them in for you.... Enjoy!

Hochfugen on a nice wide piste (what is Annie doing to me with that pole!?)

That looks painfull...