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Jean Scott's avatar

Dear Rory. This was a perfect description of the joys and sadness of skiing. I have been a skier for 40 years and have loved almost every minute. The beauty of the mountains. The sun on the snow. The joy of finding a quiet empty run and just the sound of your skis swishing on the snow. Gliding through silent trees. Meeting friends and family on the mountain for food - always chips! and hot chocolate or beer or aperols. The glorious relief and triumph of the final run of the day. But recently in my 70th year I too decided it is time to hang up my skis. I don’t have Parkinson’s but like you I began to find there was more anxiety and stress than enjoyment in setting off on even a gentle slope. The fear of falling and / or serious injury became the overwhelming emotion. There was no fun left. I am sorry to leave the mountains but like you I have lovely memories. Thanks for describing it so perfectly and making me feel less sad. Jean

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Ruth Carnall's avatar

Each year I think it might be my last so this was a poignant post. This year though I got great joy seeing my three year old grandson on skis for the first time. Perhaps you will likewise be able to enjoy seeing your grandchildren learn and be at the bottom of the slope or even on a gondola to cheer them on

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