Alpine Ski Mission

Heaven found atop the Alpenspitz, Garmisch-Partenkirchen

With only a few days leftbefore Jen and the family make their triumphant return to Germany, I hit the autobahn and headed for the Alps for a ski mission. On Sunday morning at 0' dark thirty I piled into the Trailblazer, set the GPS for Garmish Partenkirchen in Bavaria, and drove as fast as I possibly could. Garmisch, a picturesque town at the foot of the Bavarian Alps, is definitely the place to be in a miserably cold German winter. While the rest of the country hibernates and complain about our former president, a lucky few souls brave the elements and hit the slopes.

Rather than slide down the alps on my snowboard, I dedcided to rent some skis for a change. I made the switch to snowboarding about 12 years ago and hadn't skied since. After a few minutes that old familiar feeling came rushing back and it's like I'd been skiing the day before. I forgot how much skiing trashes one's thighs so needless to say, I was looking forward to a night of jacuzzi and bier on Sunday night. Fully recharged, I was ready for some more abuse the next day. We left Garmish in the rear view mirror and crossed the border into Austria. There we skied the juicy powder of Ehrwald until my legs were ready to fall off.

Thankfully I had a great wingman for this mission. My buddy Brett came along for the trip and he's an old friend I knew from Luke AFB. A good time was had by all. Luckily he had the guts to bring his gucci camera with him during our ski sessions so as soon as I get his pix, I'll post them on the blog.

Quick note: The German DJs in that part of the country love the song "Rehab" by Rhianna. I must have heard that song a dozen times this weekend. Good song but is it really worthy of heavy rotation? They also played a song in honor of President Obama. While the song begins with the Chorous, "Give us hope, Obama", it quickly devolved into "Give us Dope, Obama". Those nutty Germans.


More to come!

Gondola to the top of the Hausberg Mountain