Europe trip 4-17 - zermatt day four d3 ski 001 (65)
My friend Lauren B skiing down a cattrack on the Cervinia side of the ski area. She and her boyfriend Tom were in Zermatt at the same time and met me for a day of skiing in Italy.
My friend Lauren B skiing down a cattrack on the Cervinia side of the ski area. She and her boyfriend Tom were in Zermatt at the same time and met me for a day of skiing in Italy.
The Matterhorn, or Mount Cervinia as it is known in Italy, from Italy.
Mt. Cervinia again. It sure looks different on this side versus the Swiss side.
Lauren checking out an abandoned top station on that peak above us. Looking at the topo maps, I don't have a clue how skiers or hikers got down. Maybe that's why it's abandoned.
Yours truly, looking suave and tan for the Italian girls. Ladies!
Holy cow! I'm hot! I'm dressed for Alaska! Just giving you shit Tom. All the lift lines were like this: ski right up and hop on. No lift pass checkers either, just the electronic pass checkers on the left. Made things easy.
Some of terrain we were skiing on the Cervinia side. No, not the huge cliffs above but the flatter stuff up front.
The conditions were real sloppy down where we were in the picture, but up high it was still harder than the back of God's head.
You sure didn't want to wander too far off the piste: lota rocks and hidden stuff. But look at the piste: hardly anyone on it so you could go rocket fast.
Tom smirking, Lauren licking. I don't think she remembers this photo. Hee, hee.
One of the many mountain restaurants on the Cervinia side.
The Cervinia side was much more open and had more skiable areas than the Swiss Zermatt side.
Old church near the restaurant where we had lunch.
Not many of the chairs were full. Also, those larger structures in the background were old tram/gondola stations but the Italian never bothered to tear them down. In Switzerland, that shit would have been gone the year it wasn't being used. Big difference in cultures.
Tom tolerating the sun. I think he was a bit concerned about being burned. Behind us on the left were some of the local federal border police. They got kinda drunk at lunch.
Looking at the mountains above Cervinia from the lunch spot. This lunch was pretty cheap (about 30 bucks with wine) but damn, was it good.
Turns out that old church was not being used as a church but as a racing gate storage shed.
The bell still worked. Tom rang it pretty hard.
Barely able to move, let alone ski, post lunch.
I think we were the only people riding this chair. The operators started it up when we showed up. It got pretty high above the ground at one point. Thank God for the safety bar.
Mt. Cervinia does not look like the Matterhorn from this side at all.
Not much to look at but if you can tell from the photo, there are only three tracks on that groomed slope. Three. Tom, Lauren, and I put them there. At 2:00 in the afternoon in perfect corn. Unbelievable.
Lauren and Tom and the majesty and power of der mountaains.
Der happy couple und der Mt. Cervinia. Yah, it's beauutiful.
Cool old barn next to ski run with Mt. Cervinia in background.
Barn was really clean. It had to be used in the summer.
