Monday, 14 January 2008

Ski Instructors Crash Too

Well, after 23 years of skiing I had my first try at being stretchered off the mountain in the blood waggon (rescue sledge) yesterday. I somehow managed to slice my thigh open with my ski in what would have been a run-of-the-mill fall. 11 stitches later I was told I had been lucky to miss the muscle and was okay to ski today. I think a few people were surprised to see me up there working today but I was only following medical advice.

Anyway, I think one accident in about 130 weeks of skiing is a pretty good record, so I'll sign off now and have an early night.

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