Corviglia Heaven

Did some skiing in Switzerland in January, took a quick trip over to St. Moritz - a mini-break from the business in London.  What a fun place; although I was sick for half the time I was there.  My legs were like Jello and my head was a brick, but the weather was perfect and the skiing was amazing - mountains that peeked at almost 11K feet.  Corvatsch was the first and the highest, but the best was Corviglia.

The snow wasn't "great" according to the locals - in fact most of it was man-made, but I didn't care.  It had been 10+ years since I had skis strapped on, so I was happy.

Day one was all about skiing.  I was on a mission.  Ski, ski, ski.  Day two was another story:  I figured out that there is more to the Swiss Alps than making runs.  Its a lifestyle.  The skis are as much a transportation device as is the lift.  The mountain is a giant park with all sorts of resting spots where you stop and enjoy the weather, the sun and the friendlies.  Drink some mulled wine, have a bit of fondue and live.  That's what its about.  Next time I won't waste the first day trying to ski every trail.