No not another weathercam thread but a heart warming story of a man who begins a new mountain adventure following the death of his wife of six decades.
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He had given up skiing a decade earlier out of fear of taking a bad fall and doing irreparable damage to his body, but he found himself longing for the experience of being on the mountainside again. “I wanted to find a way of getting back to the outdoors, to experience the wind and the majestic views,” he says. “I also needed it socially. When you have spent a lifetime talking to a lovely woman, the silence becomes very present.”
Personally I'm not a snowshoeing fan but I know a number of snowheads are into it.
Obviously A snowHead isn't a real person
Obviously A snowHead isn't a real person
That's a lovely story, an antidote to all the horror. I think that "mountains speak to us", too. And they don't have to be Alpine crags. We have beautiful mountains, and even some terrific little hills, in the UK. Having been brought up in Wales, albeit the South, I just took mountains for granted. Now every time I drive west across that stunning bridge the Welsh hills in the distance make my heart sing. Especially if it's not raining.....
Snowshoeing isn't anything special, it's just a way of getting about in places where the depth of snow would otherwise make access without skis (and considerable skill) impossible.
Well, the person's real but it's just a made up name, see?
Well, the person's real but it's just a made up name, see?
@Origen, the welsh mountains, both south and north, are fantastic
@AL9000, there is no proof they are tory, but according to the Guardianista types the mountains are clearly racist.
Then you can post your own questions or snow reports...
Then you can post your own questions or snow reports...
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the mountains are clearly racist
When we first had a place in France I did some French at a little language school in Saisies. The guy was from the north of France. His wife was Asian and they had adopted a boy from New Caledonia who was mixed race but quite black. For some of our sessions he spoke to me about local politics and life generally, and was brilliant at pitching the language at a level I could understand. He had tried to organise some stuff for the kids during the busiest weeks of the ski season, when he said they were very much neglected and left to themselves by frantically busy parents. He had been a teacher for years, so was good at that stuff. He would organise a coach to pick up kids from the various satellite resorts (Hauteluce, Crest Voland etc) for an outing. But he said the jealousies between these little places was such that it proved so difficult, and controversial, that he'd had to give up. So it's not just people of a different colour which have a hard time, but people from the other side of the mountain. His kid was a terrific skier and the local race coaches wanted him. But he said the racialism was awful. In the school in Hauteluce even the teachers had been racist. He also wasn't keen for the kid to get pushed the way the promising youngsters are, so declined. He said he would "pass the time of day" a lot, in apparently friendly fashion, with the guy who ran the supermarket down the road but knew perfectly well he voted for Le Pen. I think they struggled to make a living from the language school which is no longer there.
However, provided you stuck to the paths and didn't trample the cows' flowers, land owners were perfectly friendly. If I ever spoke to any of them they were absolutely fine. But then I'm white. I did find the old boys difficult to understand - they didn't make the allowances for me which my French teacher had.
After all it is free
After all it is free
@Origen, and of course, the petty mountain jealousies can spiral out of control with dramatic consequences.
The second time this affair has been covered by TV movies, I've not watched either, the whole thing it too disturbing and the murderer of 3 children and their parents is up for parole next year ! (seen as a racist decision by the judges in itself):-
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but a heart warming story of a man who begins a new mountain adventure following the death of his wife of six decades.
