It's officially over.

It was a super tiring weekend for me, spent saturday at Mt Hotham instead of Buller, partly due to my insane obsession with the snow mixed in with a new found obsession from my 3 travelling companions. After 750km of driving and 7 hours of boarding, I'm still feeling the effects ... and its Tuesday! But the good news, we managed to dispel a common myth, you can do Hotham day trips; and we made it there in 3.5 hours! (as opposed to the 6hrs my fellow parkvillian suggested)

The summit was pretty much bare, it was a joke really, had to manoevre between pockets of ice to avoid the bare earth, but thnakfully, the Village run was still open. We couldn't believe the difference one week had made to the conditions, the snow was pretty much sluch by mid day and the moguls had more or less flattened out (thankfully). I think we were all feeling the pain of riding in such conditions; my knee was completely stuffed after the past few months of abuse (long story), Gris managed to twist and contort her body into shapes I hadn't seen before, Maine added multiple bruises to her buttocks and Tanny lost all feeling in his feet (which I later assured him was normal).

So now I can concentrate on my studies and let my body slowly recover (hopefully in time for Japan). No more boarding for me.... *sob sob* Although... I have found a way to fill the void, been harassing the people at work by "boarding" around the office on my chair (its complicated), takes balance and its heaps of fun... hopefully post soem pics soon ;)

Til then, heres a snap of me, doing the "play that funky music white boy" pose. yo yo yo!!

And another of the four of us, having a beer between runs....