Ski 2001

Perisher August 2001

I took a week off work to go skiing with my cousins and their friends (12 of us in all 4 cars). It was the first time for me on skis, so I made sure I got lessons. It's not easy as they make it look but I managed to pick it up quickly after two lessons. Every morning we'd get up early, have breakfast, then make our way to Perisher, where we would then split up, so that those that could ski, could go on the harder runs while I stayed on the beginner slopes at Blue Cow, until I had enough confidence to tackle the intermediate slopes.

On the last day of skiing, the other girls and guys managed to convince me to try some traversing. It wasn't too bad. I managed to keep up with them, unlike my cousin, Evan, who was on a snowboard and had to turn back halfway on the first run after stacking it. Anyway, I had a go of all the different chairlifts, did a lot of s-bends and v-stops and was enjoying myself until I got cocky. While going down a run called "Bloody Mary" I managed to run into a wooden fence, or should I say the fence stopped me from going too fast. No blood, broken bones or fractured ankles, but a very damaged pride and a ripped jacket. I was doing so well up until that point, but as they say, if you fall over, you pick yourself up and try again..well I picked myself up, finished the run, went back up the slope and quit...once was enough.