Ok, so I'm really bad at keeping up with this blog or even remembering what day it is. So in summary, life was going great, started working 5 nights a week at the Mountain Club, things were getting busier in the lead up to Christmas, riding most days, started work at the Crystal Hut making world famous "fully loaded" waffles on Christmas Day, then on 27th Dec at about 430pm when we were riding down from the Hut after work, I hit a mogul and blew out my ...

Riding actually. Tried snow boarding for the first time ever! Thanks to Damo for putting up with my falling over, taking him out and crashing into people off chairs (only once though). It's so counter intuitive to skiiing. Lean back to stop. Starting doing heelside tea leaves down the hill and after stacking it for the first couple of hundred metres made it the rest of the run without stacking. Second run made it down the first half then got wiped out be a fello...