Snow

We woke to heavy snow. They were those big fat snowflakes and everywhere was covered. It didn't let up during breakfast and was getting quite deep. Exciting for both the skiers and the walker. We finished up and the skiers headed for the slopes while I donned my moon boots and headed into town. 

It was lovely up at the top but by the time I got down to the lake it was mostly slush. I had yet another good look round town managing to find an eyeless soft toy for misty. Then as it had started to snow again I decided to take the bus back up to the hotel. I located the small bus station which was packed with skiers heading off to the glacier, and waited for ages for the number 71. The driver was a tyrant ensuring that all boarders had a lift pass or paid so I had to splash out e2.40.  It took around five minutes to get back to the gondola, a lot quicker than me huffing and puffing up the hill.

The skiers were very late returning and afternoon tea was almost over but we did manage to catch a few cakes. They'd had a good day all round with Kathy once more doing a bit of off pisting, and taken lots more great photos.

We watched a pointless episode, had tea, played Charades, and took a passing interest in Rotherham's latest defeat before heading to bed. No snow forecast for tomorrow but a whopping 26 cm for Thursday.