sledging

woke up tired on the 1st, but the skies were clear and the view absolutely gorgeous, which just made you want to be outside. on top of that, the snow that had fallen overnight promised to be amazing up on the slopes, so off we went. no skiing for us, though, but sledging.

i don't know what i'd expected, but i certainly didn't expect it to be twice has hard as skiing! it was physically very challenging and let's face it, the person on the sledge has very little control over it. the first run ended up taking an hour and a half (for about 10kms), but that was because only one of us knew how to do it and we kept stopping to make sure we were all there. the second time was a lot faster (45 mns) and i'd got really used to it, but it's still an accident waiting to happen, especially with all those people on the slope. we had three sledges bump into one another at one point, and another time i ended up neck-deep in powder in a bid to slow down (those things should have some kind of speed control!).

a great afternoon, but i certainly suffered afterwards. i hadn't warmed up or anything, and i'd been hanging on so tight for fear of falling off - what with a huge fragile camera in my backpack and a bag that doesn't close properly - and there'd been so many bumps that my entire body still feels like it's been put through a grinder.