Snowshoeing

Here are a few pictures that I took on our snowshoe expedition. 

This was the front door to our Chambre d'Hote.

Lunchtime picnic!

Skiing in the Alps

When we arrived in the mountains, we went directly to the store that rents equipment for skiing. The workers were very efficient and they fitted us with boots and skis very quickly. The guy dressed in orange in the picture helped us with our skis and then we saw him teaching on the slopes the next morning!  

The next morning, we started off with breakfast together in our Chambre d'Hôte. There were some friendly looking German folk next to us and a guy who appeared to be semi-local. 

Pierre and Maria lent me snow pants and a warmer coat. I wasn't cold at all during the time we were there!

This was my first time on skis, so Pierre had to show me how to stop. I think he's grabbing my arm in the picture below because I didn't know how. "No Lily! Don't crash into those nice people over there!" 

Snow plow! Such a classic. It saved me many a time from hurtling through a group of unsuspecting, innocents.

We found the best slope to go down. (It was on the easiest level to keep me from breaking my neck.) It was the best slope because there were very few people in line for it. On the other side there was a line about ten times as long!

There she goes! Rocking the bunny hill.

And there she is on the tire-fesses. I completely missed it the first time I tried to get on...I got better at it, I promise. Throughout the day, I become much more comfortable with skiing in general and I only fell twice going down the hill.

At lunch we stopped and ate sausages and fries. I had become so hot from the exercise that I took off my coat and hat and mittens to cool down.  Afterwards, I felt like a crippled person trying to walk into the bathroom with my skiing boots!