So where's the snow?

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Snow report – Matters back to normal!


After our weird week with no snow and the grass showing, we’ve had more white stuff, not as much as last year, but enough!  The  ski resorts  have plenty, and I’ve heard that skiing is great.   We haven’t got enough here to go Cross Country skiing in the valleys, but there’s still time.  The temperatures seem to be swinging between normal cold and up to about+7.  There’s supposed to be shedloads of the white stuff coming in February.  We’ll see!

Our new neighbour in the block, who we’ve nicknamed ‘Nipper‘  in English dialect (he’s in his early 20s) has got a snow blower and a plough, so on the first snow was tinkering away, neither of them working. The little he did do just seemed to make the snow a mess, not actually move it. After the next snowfall overnight, by the time he got up, Linda and the GB contingent had already cleared it away, how long till he admits defeat and buys a shovel?

So of course, the UK is nicking our snow and its quite funny for us to see them all enjoying the little they’re getting!


Snow report and strange weather!



For all you skiers who may pick up this blog, there’s tons of snow in the ski resorts here in Austria, Salzburgerland, especially in the Lungau region.  But not in the valleys.  it’s completely weird.  The snow that was on the ground when we arrived back from England has melted, and we’ve had temperatures of +5 to +7 and RAIN!!!!!!


This time last year!

Result is a sense of spring, yesterday we walked all over the place, and you could smell the vegetation, something you don’t usually get until the real thaw.  It’s also extremely windy, unusual for here, it usually just blows when there’s a storm coming.  Apparently its all due to a big high pressure which is keeping the real cold in the direction of East Europe.

What worries me is my own attitude to it.  I’m feeling a huge sense of relief, not having to battle with the ice, does this drag me down more than I imagine?  Or is it because of my own very unsettled state of mind following our trip home to the UK  where in fact the weather was identical? Usually I’d be moaning at the lack of snow for Cross country skiing, instead I just want to put the walking boots on and head out for a stroll.