OMG! The Alps!
The spectacular sight of the steeply rising Innsbruck surrounds thickly snow-capped is enough to start a rumble of trepidation ..
The doom and gloom of our Austrian host´s dire warnings of death on the slopes has us hot-footing it to Intersport for more warm layers .. toute de suite!
Just hours later, and a big throw of the credit card, we are both happy and relaxing on our train to Ruhpolding and race start.
After all too brief a visit to Innsbruck´s ancient artifact jammed pastel-coloured old town we are on our way again. Our ultra-mod train gently rocks us past the lush green of perfectly mown fields. The colours seem to pop against the purity of the marshmallow white on craggy ridge tops.
A solitary church spire peaks from the pines on high. A glacially milky river rushes to follow our path. Wisps of fairy floss clouds cling cheekily to powdered summits as paragliders ride the thermals.
This time in two days we will be atop our first peak!!
It´s excitement that rumbles now.
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