I just got back from my first trip to Austria for a fantastic week of skiing at the beautiful lakeside town of Zell Am See in the Kitzbühel Alps. I put my new Sweaty Betty gear and Dragon Alliance goggles to the test, tried to cover as many pistes as possible, perfected my six words of German, après-skiied like a pro and overdosed on schnitzel. Sehr gut!
I hadn't been for years so my skiing was a little rusty, but my boyfriend was learning to board so was in ski school for the first couple of days so I could reacquaint myself with the mountains at my own pace. I took a few tumbles: day one I clipped my skis at the front and arabesqued my way into a full-on faceplant, day two a beginner snowploughed into me, day three I fell a couple of times due to tired legs, day four no falls (woo hoo), day five I fell over playing around trying to go backwards, day six no falls again and on the last day I fell over at the top of a particularly steep black. Overall I was pleased with my pretty low fall count.