Me On Snow

We had a great extended weekend up on the ski mountain. It was amazingly beautiful with the surrounding mountains covered in white. Our chalet had snow up to the second story.


I wish that was my chalet.


This was actually ours. It was quite large with 3 levels and 4 bedrooms. We were a stones throw from one of the lifts.

Once we were let in by punching the security code we raced off to pick our rooms. It was dark and I wasn't sure what was around us for views but I wasn't super picky. Once I'd chosen the room I realized...


This was my view. At least it's conducive to sleeping in, in the morning. There's nothing like a wall of snow to give you a nice filtered glow rather than having all that sunlight shine through.

Because I still have so much trouble getting around I didn't think I'd be able to go outside. I did try walking with ski poles but I found that difficult. Later I found if I hobbled around on the flat parts, with help I was okay.



I desperately wanted to go up one of the lifts to the top of the mountain to take photos. Several of the days were clear and amazingly gorgeous but all I could see was the small area I was able to trek on. How limiting!




We drove up to the lodge and I bought a hot chocolate.


Unfortunately I was DENIED access to the top of the mountain. We tried everything, asking to pay for someone to drive us in a ski do, asking to go up on the lifts, my friend tried to use my cancer card, but no. Unless I was able to ski down again, I was not allowed up.


At least they had a strong respect for my single status at the mountain.


I had a great time despite my mobility issues and not having internet (Oh, the humanity!). Our drive home yesterday was sunny and clear. We passed by hundreds of small frozen waterfalls on the way home. The ice clung to branches and made beautiful sculptures that shone in the sun.


We passed a giant gnome on the way home. What more could you ask for?