This morning, it was still snowing; the last couple of days must have seen the longest, biggest snowfall for many years.
It was a slow start for the Idle Skier again today, not because the railway was under snow, but a reluctant ticketing website had me glued to the computer for a couple of hours. I finally caught a train to Scheidegg late in the morning. It was still grey and snowy when I finally clicked into my ski bindings, but then the clouds cleared and blue sky appeared.
The mountain was quiet. Instructors from a few distant resorts – the Portes du Soleil and Nendaz amongst others – were on the slopes, but there weren’t many others. It was a true winter’s day though and as the sun slipped behind the mountains, the temperature dropped and the afternoon seemed slightly melancholy.
Skiline seemed slowed by the weather as well yesterday, but has sprung into life again this evening. Two shortish days have brought 7,774 vertical metres in 33 lift rides and 50 kilometres travelled.