Rare or very rare (even weird) are the days that pass by without me doing a mistake...
i was going down in the side of a red track and since i was getting to a cliff (or funnel shaped part of the track), i had to get back to the central part of the track. To do so, i had to climb a "little" (little from far away!) but rough edge made by the trucks that flatten the snow road . so i just turned to change from the nice soft off piste to the normal track. I saw a 50 cm wide snow block right in front of me and though: "great lets make some dusts with this soft block of snow!". i should have taken time to think about it a bit longer... i appeared very soon that the soft snow block was in fact not that soft at all!
this is the part that i will have difficulties to tell because i just do not know what happened. I found myself out 4 m further, up side down, smashing the biscuits in my favorite back bag, the snowboard over my head. If this was a cartoon story, i would say that the snowboard got driven in the ice like a stake into the ground and that i just took off...
now i know what are the "36 candles" looking like ;)
Sarah could testify, i think she saw everything...
conclusion: even red tracks are dangerous!
2 comments:
Well, all I know is your body made this awful smacking motion and your head hit the ground kinda hard...that would explain your loopiness the rest of the day ;)
pictures?
Coucou, et bien tu y va aussi fort que moi dans tes rencontres avec les roches de montagne que ce soit en minéral ou en glace,... ce doit être la guigne familiale.
bibizzz
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