The Forgotten Ski Tour
The Forgotten Ski Tour
Rediscovering images from a late Winter / early Spring ski tour, two seasons ago, had me reflecting on how viewing images brings back moments from the time they were captured.
Sometimes, for me, rediscovering images from an adventure brings back a lot of those good feelings from the experience.
As you re-view each frame, little details come to mind:
the cold air on your face.
something someone said.
the feeling of being there in that moment.
and many more.
So, as I found these forgotten images.
Of a forgotten ski tour.
I thought: “What better way to do them justice than by sharing them with you?”.
A selfish endeavour, I’m aware.
But, if you’ll indulge me 😊, let’s mentally travel through an opportune late season ski tour together:
It was almost the end of ski season where we live, but we were fortunate to get a good few days of late season snowfall. This means you have use the opportunity to make a ski tour when it presents itself, as the snow melts away again quickly due to increasing daytime temperatures.
Fortunately, a few of us could re-arrange our schedules. Or were in luck to have a few days off from work. Thus we could head into the valley - and mountains - behind our village for a late season ski tour in fresh, soft, powdery snow.
As we were moving light and fast (kids have to be fetched from school / grandparents!) I took only my phone with for taking pictures.
Not that I’m making excuses, it is often the best option for making pictures in many circumstances.
See my post / newsletter about that from last week, here:
As we headed upward, the views of people ahead and behind us were perfect reminders of how small we were, moving through these beautiful - if harsh - places.
Closer to the top, we could see into the neighbouring valley, and thoughts started to drift towards the exhilaration of the descent.
But first, we had to traverse one or two tricky sections, one which (as you can see in the gallery above) necessitated a short bootpack.
Once we reached the summit, we took a few moments to appreciate the view, exchange pleasantries with other ski tourers and take some pictures.
Then, of course, it was time for the fun part (or more fun part, I should say, as I enjoy the up too):
Skiing down! ⛷️
Fortunately there were not too many tracks yet, and we could enjoy superb untracked sections of fresh powder on the way down.
And so, after our safe return home, we carried on with our daily lives of adult responsibilities.
Which is why (I think) the images and experience from this day of fun adventuring in our back yard sort of faded into the background - for a time.
But I’m glad I rediscovered them while exploring my phone’s camera roll!
And I’m stoked to be able to share them here, on my blogletter (blog / newsletter 🤷🏼♂️?).
If you’ve read this far, thanks, I appreciate you!
I hope you have a great weekend of adventure (and taking pictures) waiting for you.
Do you ever forget about images you’ve taken, only to rediscover them later?
Or maybe it’s just me?!
Simply hit reply and let me know.
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Until next time ✌🏽.
Cornelius
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