Snowboarding

Desperate now to come to an understanding with my snowboard I once again headed to the hills. This time to Passo Tonale, a wide open piste with no snow. The season has so far been unkind to lovers of snow and the slopes were thin and icy. Tonale is also quite flat, and I came across a new problem, that of gliding. On a steep slope I can understand I must set my edge with respect to the aspect of the slope. But when the slope becomes less sleep my lack of technique becomes obvious and I fight not to catch the wrong edge.

This also has the result of slowing me down, leading to frustrating hikes along the piste. Not a good day.

Sunday I went further along the valley to the resort of Folgrada. This felt more like Madonna, steep slops in wooded hill sides. I was enjoying myself, and my flakey technique was overcome by brute force and ignorance. At the top of the mountain I was delighted to see Madonna just in the adjacent valley, I am beginning to get my bearings and the mountains are becoming smaller in scale.