Shropshire Skiing - The Wrekin
Trip 2
The following Monday night and Tuesday day saw a fresh fall of snow across Shropshire. We had enough to cover the Dendex at Madeley giving a brief period of floodlit, lift served night skiing which I took full advantage of.
With a Saturday trip back to South Shropshire arranged with some fellow Instructors from the slope, by Friday I was tempted to check out The Wrekin. A walk up a week or so previous had shown some hard packed cover at the top and with the extra snow it could be good for a few turns.
An early finish in the Office, packing the car with Dog, Skis and the usual stuff I arrived at the bottom at around 3pm with the light already fading.
Boot's on, Skins attached I made it as far as the dog leg below the cafe before deciding to bootpack the rest of the way, ski's on my pack. At about half way I came across some Snowboarders who reported enough snow for some turns at the top. Spurred, not least by the fading light I made to the top, grabbed some 'sunset' photo's and popped my ski's on.
The ski down at the dusk went as far as the tree line before the rocks called an end to the slide. I'm guessing it amounted to around 150m of vertical but all the better for being on my 'local' hill. An unsteady walk down a 'short cut' in ski boots followed.
The following Monday night and Tuesday day saw a fresh fall of snow across Shropshire. We had enough to cover the Dendex at Madeley giving a brief period of floodlit, lift served night skiing which I took full advantage of.
With a Saturday trip back to South Shropshire arranged with some fellow Instructors from the slope, by Friday I was tempted to check out The Wrekin. A walk up a week or so previous had shown some hard packed cover at the top and with the extra snow it could be good for a few turns.
An early finish in the Office, packing the car with Dog, Skis and the usual stuff I arrived at the bottom at around 3pm with the light already fading.
Boot's on, Skins attached I made it as far as the dog leg below the cafe before deciding to bootpack the rest of the way, ski's on my pack. At about half way I came across some Snowboarders who reported enough snow for some turns at the top. Spurred, not least by the fading light I made to the top, grabbed some 'sunset' photo's and popped my ski's on.
The ski down at the dusk went as far as the tree line before the rocks called an end to the slide. I'm guessing it amounted to around 150m of vertical but all the better for being on my 'local' hill. An unsteady walk down a 'short cut' in ski boots followed.
