Yesterday I finally motivated myself to go to Kaltenbach ( a resort in Zillertal that is supposed to have a good park but somehow I never managed to go there in last 3 years)... and finally I was ready for this amazing change in my life (since I always went to Penken park). I was really happy, excited and most of all proud of myself. After about one hours of drive I arrived at this mystical place romantically called Hochzillertal. I couldn't blick back the tears of happiness when suddenly I realized that in all this excitation I forgot to take a snowboard jacket with me. The problems wasn't the temperature ( cause it was 10'C on 9th of february) just my season-pass that I left in my jacket. Naively I thought: " What the hell !!! I have a recite for the pass with my and the nice ladies on the "kassa" will understand this situation and for sure help me to solve this problem". Guess what? I couldn't be more mistaken.
All in all I didn't go riding either in Kaltenbach nor in Penken (cause naively i drove there hoping I will find some friendly soul at the "Hochbergbahn Kassa" but guess what? I couldn't be more mistaken. )
So it was a beautiful february afternoon in the car.
At least I've seen this on the way...
