Insurance time again.

"No offense, but if I see you coming towards me taking your gloves off you'll see me hobbling screaming and rolling back on piste all by myself!"
There you go Emma, you are feeling better already!
Last year, a guy came across to me in the Bichlwirt, and offered his hand. "You set my leg" he proclaimed. I tried to look knowledgable, but was struggling. "On the Katzenberg", he finished.
"Oh, Jim, how's it going?" says I. It was the only leg I set on the Katzenberg, I drew blood getting the Ackier down the Katz, which is off piste, through gorges, fields and woods. It is one that I can remember. Nowadays it is a straight helicopter.
Anyway, he was walking OK.....

Yeah see you're trying to put a positive spin on that DaveMac but I'm not buying it :shock: :wink:

I'm sure some alcohol would help though... if only to drown out the chanting munchkins robbing me blind as I'm half pulled half crawl back to the piste.

God this has turned into a really freaky nightmare horror film plot. :-( Skiing used to be fun... when did it come to this? :cry:

As long as the alchohol is afterwards.....

EmmaEvs wrote:

God this has turned into a really freaky nightmare horror film plot. :-( Skiing used to be fun... when did it come to this? :cry:

About the time that you realised that 3 year olds could ski better than you and seemed to have no natural predators on the hill :mrgreen: