
Gressoney Back Country Ski Course with Snoworks – Day 2
The day started with another porridge catastrophe – I found a piece of semi-cooked blue dishcloth in me breakfast. Blearghhh!
The dogs KNOW. They have got upset about us leaving them and although we are tight on time, having to walk them and get ourselves ready to catch the bus at 08:50 to our rendezvous at Gressoney la Trinité, everybody needed to be hand fed.
Lani would only take her food 1 tiny piece of kibble at a time!Continue reading “Tales from the Back Country. “Don’t miss the turn or you’ll go over a cliff.””

