Australia; a land of farming, deserts, alright beaches, and the odd marsupial or something.
But down south at the snowies, something magical was happening. Something not seen for many a season.
After a late night departure from central involving 3am food breaks and maccas breakfast we found ourselves at Thredbo's radiant white slopes. The weather held out with the odd break of sunshine giving bluebird conditions that made for unbelievable powder riding. With round 15cm of fresh fall every night coming right down to the village this was a snow season from another world.
Take me to the mountain
|Es, Than, Monica :)|
|Jason calling out Torstein|
The morning of our last day saw some heavy winds and light fall high up the mountain putting Kosciuszko chairlift on hold until afternoon. But when we dedicated few made the journey to the highest lifted point, and headed into the backcountry, what we found at 2000m was something extraordinary...
|Deep enough even for Jason|
|Nothing better than a powder day on the golf course|