Not much to report today. We had a rest day today partly because of the forecast blizzard conditions on the mountain and partly because our gear was all completely soaked through from the rain on Tuesday.
It literally hasn’t stopped raining for 2 days straight. Whilst most of that has been snow above 1300 metres, it’s certainly not the sun we want.
Just to add some excitement to the holiday, the electric wall heater that wasn’t very effective is slightly less effective now since it stopped working all together this morning. Whilst the wood heater heats up the living room nicely, its bloody cold in the morning when there’s no heating at all, and chopping wood first thing in the morning ain’t going to happen. Ross takes the family to the best places with all the comforts Barb expects.
We ventured across to Bright today for a wander around and some lunch. To Ross’s surprise, God has a web site apparently based right here in Bright. Ross couldn’t believe his luck. Ross decided to drop God an email when we got back. Now that Ross has direct email contact with God, world poverty has only a few hours left as does the crappy weather at Falls Creek. Ross also asked for the hiding places of a couple of lost chair lift tickets.
It seems good ski gloves are just not available unless you are willing to pay ridiculous amounts of money. Good kids gloves just don’t exist at all at any price Ross found super cheap adult ski gloves at Aldi (his favorite store to buy crap) and bought 3 pair. He figured they looked every bit as good as his over priced worn out pair at home, so 3 pair would be a good idea for some reason. They were about $10.00 and have all the known brand name thermal and water proof fabrics. The were tested on Monday and Tuesday and were rated better than the ones they replaced. Ha, Barb, ha. Aldi rocks. All that crap I’ve bought at Aldi is now forgiven.
After the soaking Poo Poo Heads gloves (ski shop gloves I might add) copped on Tuesday, Ross went looking for some Nik Wax to seal them up. The bottle he bought, we later found just before we left Bright was 2 years out of date.
Poo Poo Head with his double choc chip choc muffin
It’s important not to blend in at the snow. It’s vital to look the part and whether you can ski or not it’s part of what expected to have the most expensive equipment or have a unique look if your poor. This is Poo Poo Heads little statement of individuality.
This is the scene of an extremely close call for Barb a few years back.
Ross will set the scene; a previous week in the snow (pre-Poo Poo Head), and after a few too many red wines at the Pub in the background, Barb found herself waiting beside this tree whilst Ross walked into the petrol station back in his smoking days. The reason Barb decided to wait beside the trees was due to her feeling she may embarrass herself trying to speak (or stand un-assisted) in public.
When Ross returned to collect Barb and complete the short walk back to the motel, Barb was frozen in absolute fear. Barb whispered to Ross and pointed behind her about the person “stalking” her who was still standing directly behind her. She was petrified, and couldn’t turn around …. The “stalker” was Barbs own shadow.
You can still even see the street light that created the “stalker”
Ross loves that story and can’t tell it often enough. Barb has a huge laugh too whenever Ross tells that story, she loves it. She isn’t embarrassed at all so feel free to mention it (often) whenever you see her.
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