The Snowstorm run

I’m running through the mountains at midnight in a snowstorm. Black pines whip past, an empty road hairpin bends into darkness ahead…

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Bluebird boarders

Like crows they hulk upon the mountain ridge, this dark-hooded clan of snowboarders. I stutter to a halt at the end of the line, shamefully inelegant, and scan the snow below us…

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Ice Hockey – an education

The atmosphere is electric. Fans who’ve dragged drums from their homes stand proud amidst the roaring crowd, banging the heartbeat to the chant ‘Allez Morzine, allez allez!’

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