The (expensive) shuttle picked us up in Mendoza at 7.20 and we got to the ski area, 100 miles away, at 12.30. Along the way enjoyed spectacle of llamas, condors, two massive slides which crossed the road, one leaving debris 25 feet deep, two stops to put on chains (the first time the driver thought he could fake it, then found out he actually had to use them), numerous checkpoints, screaming infant and projectile coughing toddler in the seats in front of us and, finally, for a front loader to plow a spot for us in the lot.
Took half an hour to buy tickets and when completed found just one lift operating and a line never less than 100 yards long.
Still, the one lift had a traverse that led to the 2 feet plus that fell overnight. Blue sky, no wind, blower.
Beautiful, but skiing here is so much hard work. Worth it, perhaps, with this shot Laura took.
2 comments:
Who is the professional Sports Action Photographer that caught that shot? LAura has missed or perhaps just found her calling!
Laura, do you get to have fun, too, or are you just Jeff's personal papparazzi? ;-)
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