Once upon a time, while travelling around my home country of Australia, in search of waves, I came relatively close to the New South Wales' ski resorts. Being quite young and adventurous, when anything was possible, I decided that snowboarding down Mount Kosciusko (Australia's largest mountain) would be a fairly extreme thing to do.
I was 17.
I drove inland from the coast and after walking about 5km in a 1km sq. village and asking repeatedly I found a job washing pots in the ski resort of Thredbo! (Windy Valley in Aboriginal)
After a season I decided that I loved snowboarding with a passion and by the end of the next season in Thredbo I felt the need to find bigger and better mountains.
After 3 seasons in France, 1 in Austria (amazing) and 1 in Spain I am now typing this in the newest resort in Europe called Bansko, which is in Bulgaria.
It's currently snowing so it feels like a good season is on the way.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
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