Then I looked out of the window, to see it was pitch black. I got the guys outside, gave them a lecture on safe skiing, then we set off down the Marbachjoch. It was too dark even to see the snow. They got their mobiles out and switched on a tiny torch. I skied across the slope until I felt an area where two piste machines had come up the mountain, turned and skied down, feeling for the piste machine tracks.
Got down Ok, went straight into the Harfenwirt, ski boots and all, and had dinner. Coming out, I headed up the road towards my apartment, when the two racers staggered out of the Bichlwirt. They told me they had been sat writing my obituary! I didn't have the heart to tell them I was down 10 minutes before them....
