Ski up, ski down

Me about to plunge into the great white unknown.

On Sunday I skied up a mountain in the middle of nowhere (Visocica), and then I skied down it. It was tiring, and extremely difficult. It was a thrilling experience, though I learned that fresh powder is not quite as exhilarating when it's covering your face. But the scenery was awe-inspiring and I've never done anything like it. Of course, we hired a guide, as taking off into the Bosnian wilderness on your own means toying with whatever fate the landmines might have in store for you.

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