Day 4 promised to be a rather dull day for our kid with a serious of meetings lined up with a builder (he is looking to buy a little pad out here) and then the financier and the lawyer.
The meeting with the builder was pretty dull although the place itself is fantastic and we at Bogun Towers are particularly excited about opening a Swiss Bureau but as was to be expected he got bored half-way through and decided to go skiing. Sadly despite the best endeavours of the builder the local lift could not be opened for him specially and so another trip to Verbier was called for.
Just he and Gay George (Not Actually Gay) headed over there and with Gay George (Not Actually Gay) having to get on a train to Geneva at 1400 time was short for much skiing.
The conditions were pretty poor with the snow coming down and very low cloud and as the two of them set off from the top they quickly found themselves a) into their waists in deep snow, b) blind, c) lost and d) in a world of trouble.
Having skied no more than 5 minutes off the top it became apparent that they simply could not go on having no idea where they were going and so, for the first time ever, the skis came off and a trudge back up the hill through the very deep snow began - think Gimli trudging through the snow in the Lord of the Rings. They were utterly knackered within a few yards and both rather concerned that a helicopter was going to be needed to get them off. Eventually (2 hours) they somehow managed to get back to the top of the lift which they promptly took all the way back down again. Not the best value.
We regret that no photos are available of him stuck in the snow, they would be worth laughing at.
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