Big Big Storm, Break my Crown

We had seen the maps and watched the models. When the day came we went out to see for ourselves. We found the colourful diagrams of our humming computers confirmed, the algorithms holding. Knowledge is powder, and really fucking cold.



Keksie has way too big skis for a stick with a head like him, so no matter how much snow there is, he doesn’t sink in.



Tobi was dressed for success.



Jürgen is a stray we found somewhere.



Yours truly, incoming.



Hey! Keksie almost got snow in his face!



Naw, false alarm.



Telemarkers who shamelessly ride their tails get more faceshots



And have more fun.



He fell and broke his thigh the next day and is now stuck in a dismal hospital room, unable to move. He does have wireless internet though, so if you can post something that will entertain him, make him smile or have suggestions on how not to go mad waiting for his leg to heal, speak up.

Lower elevations suddenly skiable and a starry weekday night. Sleep when you're dead or in the lecture if you make it back in time.

Blurry half light and frozen eyelashes.





A small part of the Karwendel



keksie will turn into a morning person if he's not careful.



It never snows in Europe, St Anton is the only ski area in Austria and there is no lift going up that ridge.



Showing off my skillz. Tip to bush to frontflip without losing ground contact. Smoove as ever.



First treeskiing of the season.



Where'd he go?



Oh.



Today it was back to the stormy glacier that wasn’t so stormy anymore, just white.

Jochen said he wanted to stop by the park but I guess he forgot.



Deep down and going for the photog stabbing.



The snow spat Jochen back out.



But didn’t mind me.



Current view from the kitchen. In the name of science, we will continue or work.