Incidentally, the difference in attitudes of the Oz peeps & the Kiwi peeps is noticeable. Much less friendly & helpful at this airport !
Lee arranged for me to go up the mountain with mate Jonno, whose parents are Dutch. This explains why they were all watching a Dutch film when I got in the night before. Dean from Ashburton was also in the car, & all 3 smoked. At least they opened the windows.
Anyway, Jonno drove & skidded up the mountain road at a great rate - it was supposed to be a 40 limit, but he was doing >60 at 1 point. He also overtook a bus & 4 cars on the straight bits - he obviously knows the road! ! !
After getting skis & pass I went up the Summit 6-man chair, & the next 2 are views from the top.
The river is the Rakaia - where I'd taken pics the day before.You can see the sea, too, & Christchurch is just off shot on the left.
The glove is for a bit of perspective of the drop off onto Hubers Run - mmmm
On the chair I chatted to another local up for a Sunday's ski. I kept bumping into him all day as we skied at a similar speed.
The 3rd is a view of Hubers & Fascination from the 6-man, & the 4th someone dropping off down Hubers.
After starting on Fascination, I worked across from Hubers, skiing the left, central & right of the run (looking downhill), then doing the same on Fascination.
Next I did the bumps down the far R before heading off up the quad chair & doing Exhibition Bowl, a black down to base. It was great, nice & steep, lovely snow & a gulley at the bottom :-))
There's a pic of the bump run by Fascination - they weren't that big, & fairly even, so no mishaps, like at Treble Cone ;-P
Then I did Morning Glory & Wayleggo a couple of times, & hung around near the Terrain Park where an Arials contest was being held.
Skiers & boarders were jumping off a couple of ramps.
You can see they got pretty high!
The next one's looking over the back - the skiing's mainly down the eastern area, which is why you got to see the sea in the first few pics!
Aoraki / Mt Cook is out there somewhere?
I then decided to do some of the difficult runs down the south face.
There is a gate you ski through, & there are a quite a lot of signs dotted about warning you it's expert terrain.
Then there's a pic of my pole which went valleywards when I stopped to take a pic.
I'm glad it stopped only a few turns down.
I didn't fancy skiing the whole run with 1 pole, as it was steepish & the snow was pretty cruddy in places.
The next is a pic of the same run (off the Towers), & you can get an idea how big it was by the little blokes skiing down!
It was where I'd stopped to retrieve my pole
I just deleted 1 getting ready to publish, & lost track of which 1. I'm sure you'll get the gist, though?
Next ditto, looking up from where I'd stopped to get my pole, & again, the 2 little figures give some perspective of the size & steepness.
I'd hung around for a few min waiting for skiers to come!
There were very few boarders this side - too bumpy !
Boarders like steep & deeps & not moguls as a rule.
Then there's 1 of the 2 blokes skiing down.
His mate's on the left, as well.
You can just see his arm & pole
I did 7 runs over this side - 2 before lunch & the other 5 after.
I found different ways back to the bottom of the Triple - some brill, some downright nasty.
I only sat down once, though :-)
In between the shadows you can see the run I did on the 6th time down. It was under the triple chair & quite narrow - one of the nasty ones!
And those are my skis!
It was taken after the 6th run when I'd decided the legs had had enough & only had 1 more run in them!
Re lunch, I'd packed a picnic, but saw the lamb shanks & chups (chips to us Poms).
I ate them outside on the Terrace. Yum yum
And a brew of course ;-)
I handed back the skis, & as Jonno's deadline of 2.30 had passed, decided to hitch back to Methven.
Only about 10 cars passed before Jonno's car peeped & I didn't recognise him or it. He'd lost the red hat, & his car had gained a roof rack!
That's my excuse, anyway.
I met 2 more Kiwis in the car: Ollie from somewhere I can't read from my notes, & Paul from Hastings - that's on North Island & famous for its wine.
I got Jonno to dump me at the I-Site to see if there was a Mt Hutt patch for my ruckie, but no luck.
Then it was back to Big Tree, load up, & off to Rivendell Lodge in Kimbell.
But that's another story. . .
OAO
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