I had to share with you my story about the one day of boarding I did in the Swiss Alps. As you can see from my Facebook statuses....I am determined to get back out there to conquer this sport. Mark my words...it will happen!
So, with that said.....
Day 2 of our trip to Switzerland which happened to be day one of winter sporting, I decided to be a champ...or a wannabe champ anyway. I was told that there would be a bunny hill at the top of the first gondola lift. LIES I tell you....LIES!!! LOL There were no bunny hills in sight and I was presented with the challange; to go back on the gondola (do I look like a whimp?) or to man up and go down the hill. So, naturally I chose the latter. I was determined to say the least. Man....do I wish they had signs saying something along the lines of: "You have no right to be here if you've never skied/boarded before!!" (This sign would have been in French...and I still might have missed it...but at least the mountain police would have done their due dilligence).
Thankfully, my dear friend decides to spare me some time to help me learn (enough) to get down the hill relatively safely. We had another person in tow....one that also had never boarded before...but picked it up super quick...kinda made me a little jealous. The run....which would take a half decent boader maybe 20 minutes to get down....took me just shy of 4 hours. After 2 hours....took a pit stop. Upon returning to the slope (which happens to be at a verticle incline of about 75 degrees), I almost immediately spin out of the path and off a cliff. YAY....good times! NOT!!! Needless to say I was terrified. Thankfully 6 feet of snow saved me from a sort of Paula avalanche. People were watching and staring...not helping. Had to call on the dude who was apart of my team to come and rescue me. Then...I walked the rest of the way down.
Am I distraught? No. Will I get back on a board? Absolutely? Am I going to rival Shawn White? LOL....that's my plan!
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