2015 – A Year for Europe…

Lyngen-2015

The finale of 2014 was, for me a difficult  time.  I was exhausted, both physically and mentally to a level where I felt truly lost.  I had recently been reported missing in the avalanches of Annapurna, but as with  most major disasters, I coped well enough.  It was the pace of my day-to-day life which had ground me down.  2015 had to be better… Continue reading “2015 – A Year for Europe…”

Scotland – What Did I Expect..? – The Fifth Frostbite Report…

Meall-a-Bhuachaille

Friends across the Alps had been complaining to me about the lack of snow for the skiing season. Indeed I experienced this myself in Austria during January, where the pistes were turning a delicate shade of brown.  Scotland was to be another matter…

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Toeless on Telemarks – The First Frostbite Report

Free-the-heel---Free-the-mind

Once again, it was time to join the ATSA in the small Austrian resort of Rauris for a few days Telemark Skiing.  This was my 4th year with the team and it has almost become a tradition in my calendar.

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Making assumptions…

A few years ago on the slopes above Meribel I bumped into some of the RAF Telemark Ski Team.  They asked me if I had a light, I said no, but offered them a hip-flask full of Whisky.  One of them was a medical officer and noticed my shortened fingers. She asked “are you badly injured?” I explained my situation and within minutes I was having tea with a Major and stood surrounded by people shaking their heads in disbelief.  “You can’t ski telemark without toes!” they said.  It sounded like the same voices that said I’d never climb again after suffering severe frostbite. It was the start of a relationship that has seen me ski with the Army Telemark Ski Association, the GB Telemark Team, lecture at Sandhurst and the Royal Citadel in England, and Rauris in Austria. Continue reading “Making assumptions…”