The first time I tried alpine I was five years old. The highlight of every winter since then has been sliding down the mountains on skis. Mostly in Norway, but also in the Alps.
Most of the winters during my childhood you could find me outside my grandparents cabin, skiing. The last years, in the ski slope where my parent’s cabin is located. As we are a family that loves to ski, my parents brought me and my sister in the car to ski in the Alps, not only once, but twice.
The first time, the ski-holiday was spent in Zell am See, Austria. It was Easter, and the location was chosen because it supposedly was the only place where it still was snow. However, when we arrived the amount of snow was not too much to brag about. In the end of the trails, there were almost no snow. My mom even broke her ski, due to this.
Luckily, Kaprun is close. With an altitude up to over 3000 meters above sea-level, and thanks to its glacier, it is possible to ski here all year around. I remember the peaceful atmosphere. This despite the horrible accident that happened there in year 2000. Where 155 lives were claimed, due to a fire that occurred in the ascending train in the tunnel up to the ski-center.
The second time, the trip went to Kitzbühel. Also located in Austria. A city that every year host the world cup for alpinist. Here you can find one of the most challenging hills in the world. I remember how proud I felt when I was able to slide down some of that hill on my slalom skis.
However, just a warning if you are thinking about skiing in the Alps. Please, use sun cream. A lot of sun cream! I did use it, but despite that I have never had such a bad sunburn in my life like I had there. Both my sister and I woke up with swollen faces. It was seriously impossible to recognize any of us. And this just after one day in the Alps.
That being said, when I was back to Norway and went skiing again, it all looked so small. The mountains and hills where so tiny compared to the Alps in Austria. At first I did not feel challenged, and it was kind of boring. But today, some years after, I really enjoy skiing in Norway. And I cannot wait to next winter when I am back in Norway and can slide down the snowy mountain on my slalom skis, again.
Do you know how to ski? Where is your favourite place to do alpine?