Snow ahoy!

Since the ski season is slowly approaching, I thought it best to post a couple of photos from a trip to Hotham in 2004 (back when the snow was good and people weren't blathering on about how global warming was going to destroy the ski industry blah blah blah).

This is not me by the way - only maggots ride snowboards.

The pretty picture is a sunrise from our balconey. A nice thing about Hotham is that the village is at the top of the hill, so the views far surpass those at Thredbo and Perisher.

What was I doing up before sunrise?

Cooking breakfast for all the drunken, farting, snoring sods that were crashed out from one end of the apartment to the other. Someone must have farted particularly loudly and woken me up, and I couldn't get back to sleep.

Another good thing about Hotham is that you don't have to wait for the lifts to open to start skiing, which is why it is a good idea to get up at dawn - to get first tracks. Being at the top of the mountain, you can ski down the runs as soon as it is light enough to see, then just wait at the bottom for the lifties to get things running (if the ski patrol guys don't catch you that is).