It was time to show all the others who disappeared up into the mountains today that just because you use fancy words like snowboard and salopettes it doesn't mean you have the monopoly on extreme sports.
A trip to Don Cheepo's (God bless him!) yielded a couple of sledges - sleds, for the American readers out there - and his local knowledge guided us to the beach and the best downhill run in the area.
There's a natural age at which your body tells you that you should no longer be doing these kinds of things. If I haven't yet passed that, it feels like I'm very close.
Isn't this meant to come with reindeer attached?
The Singers arrive on the slopes.
Elliot and Maya are first down.
Maya goes immediately back for a second run with Hannah (one of them is enjoying it more that the other...)
The sensible ones stay as observers.
The big bad wolf chases Maya.
Getting a ride home.
And now for some action shots:
