Christine in Lech, Austria

It's that time of year again.  When we all go skiing and hang outdoors and enjoy the fresh air.  And fly down mountains.  My second trip of this ski season had me visiting Lech, Austria.  I went with the Patch ski club.  The group skews a bit older.  Which means less partying and better accommodations.  Life is all about the trade-offs.  It snowed each morning we were there.  This meant not so great visibility in the mornings.  But the afternoons had lovely, sunny weather.  I'll take fresh snow and sun when I can.

This is an expensive town.  I know that because I heard royals vacation there.  I didn't hear which royals vacation there.  But to be fair, I could walk by the Queen of England and probably not recognize her.  Or her grandsons.  So there is that.  Maybe if they had signs.

The mountains:

I skied Der Weisse Ring (The White Ring).  It is a route that connects Lech, Zurs, Zug, and Oberlech.  It is 22km (13.6 miles) of skiing.   It took a couple of hours to do.  But led me to one of my favorite restaurants (and it was not the food that made it my favorite--hard, very hard, to believe).

We stopped and ate goulash on the mountain.  It was tasty, but not the best thing at the restaurant.  Most trees have trains under them.  On the mountain, you get a ski lift, complete with cut out people under the tree.  Best. Decoration. Ever.

The pretty little church:

Christine

On the mountain: