Needle in a haystack

It was a struggle get the day’s skiing underway this morning.  I had been to the village twice before I made it on to the cable car, having forgotten various bits and pieces on my first trek up the hill. When I finally made it to Mannlichen, I lost a contact lens almost immediately.  It fluttered on to the ground in front of me, but the sparkling snow meant finding it was like looking for a needle in a haystack. I had a spare lens with me, but getting that into place in the freezing temperatures was a battle against time.

                                           On Mannlichen 

When I reached the village for the second time, I had begun to think that the forecast was wrong and it wasn’t that cold at all. A brisk walk in five layers soon warms the Idle Skier.  Five minutes on Mannlichen convinced me that the weathermen had been correct.

After what seemed an eternity, I managed to get the day underway properly; and what a day.  The sun hid itself behind passing clouds occasionally, but for the most part it was sunny.  Above all, the cold, squeaky snow was perfect and disturbed by only a few skiers.  Last week saw the busiest day of the season to date, but today was the best day for a long time.

I left until late to head back to the village.  After the false starts, I needed to make the most of the day.  The racecourse is ready now, and the final run to Innerwengen was reduced to a narrow strip besides the catch fencing. The snow was perfect still though.

A slow start, followed by some majestic skiing conditions, brought 10,303 vertical metres in 21 lift rides and 55 kilometres travelled.

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