DeeKnow’s Grotto

Its as foul and windy as a morning after an evening eating Indian curry so the mountain is closed all round and we've got the day off thank God.

Despite last week's dire predictions about approaching fronts we've actually had absolutely perfect skiing weather for 5-days straight. There's a ton of snow, and theres been unlimited visability, bugger all people (except on the weekend), and warm temperatures the whole time which is awesome.

With the lack of queues we've been basically skiing non-stop, Poor Kym has been complaining that the holiday has turned into more of a boot-camp than a leisurely skiing holiday, so we've come to an arrangement where she sits out the odd run while I bash on and catch up with her. Its actually been bloody tiring.

Chris and Liz came down on Saturday and we skied over at Whakapapa, was cool to have a little gang of us blasting down the slopes, and killing time in the bloody queues. Under Chris's expert direction we spent way too much on cocktails in the pub that night which made for a very slow start to Sunday.

I had to get out of the house just now to get away from the bloody radio in the chalet, its tuned into the local Ski-FM station who's play-list is about exciting as a crochet competition. Now I like Hip-hop about as much as the next senior-citizen so its been totally doing my head in, non stop...

Nggggghhh... Uhhhhhhh.....
Yo... Yo.... Yo.... Yo....
Wassup my nigazzzz....

9:33:57 AM