I broke my skis today. Well, actually I just ripped the binding off, so I’m sure they can be fixed. I was skiing in Le Tour, off piste in the mist. I thought ‘ooh, I’d better cut out of this section before I hit the gully’ BANG! I hit the vertical wall of he gully and came flying out of the lip minus my skis, did a forward somersault and landed on my bum on the piste. Much to the surprise of the punter skiing by. Whilst I was fairly happy not to have hurt myself even a little bit, I was a bit less happy to find I’d ripped one of the back bindings clean off my ski. It meant skiing down on 1 ski. Luckily my touring skis were in the van, so I went and swapped them and did a few more runs.

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