The first casualty...

Today Craig took a big wipe-out on an easy (but icy and badly groomed) run. He lost both skis and fell on his face, then somehow flipped over to land on his back. He got hauled off in the snowmobile by the ski patrol, and then via ambulance to the local medical center at Tignes. He's fine, but has some nasty cuts and abrasions on his face (no stitches though), a fat lip and a really big headache. We're expecting a really nice black eye to show up tomorrow. Luckily, Craig faired better than his sunglasses, which ended up in four pieces.

In other news, we've had a ton of snow, it's been warm, and yesterday the entire slope opposite our town avalanched into the lake. We saw it happen, and it was quite impressive! It's hard to tell what's going on in this photo. The lake is at the bottom of the photo, and those dark spots around the lowest rock band (which comes in from the right of the photo) are decent-sized trees, and the horizon line at the top of the photo is about 1500 feet above us, the entire slope below that slid out.

And, finally, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOBY! For your birthday your uncle Craig crashed so you could see this funny picture of him!

-SK