The journey started relatively early for me. To be precise, on 19.12.14 at 6.50 a.m. I haven't got up that early for a long time... But as a flatland dweller, what don't you do to see a few mountains beyond the garbage mountain? I was there on time at 5pm. Our first evening was relatively quiet, we all got to know each other a little and it became apparent that we would be a great group... But I didn't manage to keep my eyes open for very long and I also wanted to be fit for the next day. I was a little excited because I didn't know exactly how the week would go.
At half past eight, I took the ski bus to the gondola. It hadn't snowed much this season, but at some point during the gondola ride, the green-brown meadows turned into white slopes and the conditions were good despite the lack of snow: great visibility, not too many people and good snow! We first went down the slope to warm up. After all, it was the first ski day of the season for most of our group. But pretty soon we were off into the terrain. First we checked the avalanche report, checked our avalanche transceivers and then we were ready to go. The atmosphere was very good, everyone was highly motivated, without any annoying pressure to perform. That's why I wasn't too embarrassed when I opened the first powder slope with a double somersault. But kindly enough, my skis, which had of course been left 10 meters above me, were immediately brought to me by the next rider. We made some cool descents. Our two guides Matthias and Herbert really had a knack and a good eye for great slopes. But our day didn't just consist of great runs. After all, we were here to learn something. Fortunately, my expectations were confirmed. Above all, I wanted to become more confident in making independent decisions. I had never really known where and when to ski with as little risk as possible. But the first step in this direction was taken straight away.