I believe “après-ski” implies sitting by the fire and drinking wine with friends after your day of skiing. Well I did a morning of spring skiing yesterday at Calabogie peaks, and as usual I had my camera with me. So instead of guzzling wine in a bar after my ski session, I hopped in the car with my camera and drove around the back roads between Calabogie, Burnstown and Pakenham. (And I even managed to get lost a few times – no GPS signal where I was and it was more fun to get lost than to stop and check the map!)
The clouds were awesome and the air was so clean and the sky so blue. I couldn’t help thinking that it will not be long before the skis go away for the season, and the motorbike comes out of hibernation.