After my amazing day at Karasawa, I decided I was an idiot. I hadn’t really ventured very far in my skiiing

attempts. By which, of course, I mean I skiied the same run over and over. I think this was mainly because I am an unbelievable wuss. I’d heard that the course (Uenotaira) was the easiest, so I stayed well and truly within my comfort zone.
As soon as I realised I’d been behaving so pathetically I decided that by the time Dad arrived on February 12, I’d have skiied every green run on the mountain. I had 12 ski-able days left and 15 runs to ski.
So, today in my five hour midday break I did 9 of them. And it was fantastic! Another totally deserted, beautiful clear day. Just perfect. My skiing continued to improve (hurrah!) and I think I fully appreciated for the first time just how stunningly beautiful the mountain is. So, my mission now is to ski as much as I possibly can and to be a better skiier than day, for the first couple of hours at least.


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