I finally got a chance to hit the European slopes, and it felt great to be back on the gnarstick for two days of riding at Rogla! It doesn't matter that the peak (Pohorje Mountain) is only 5,000 feet or that there is only thirteen trails, there's still something about visiting Slovenia that makes me feel good...
Rogla is about four hours from Kaposvár. And... though it's (more than) twice the drive for (less than) one-tenth the terrain that I'm used to in Summit (County, Colorado), it was totally worth the trip. On the heels of the Szalagavató after-party (lasting until almost four am), 'morning' came awfully quick. Matyi's father picked me up in the nine-person cargo van, packed and ready to roll out to Rogla at five:thirty... Needless to say, I was happy that I didn't have to drive on less than one hour of sleep.
Arriving at the hill bright and early, we hit it right away. We were greeted by plenty of sun, but unfortunately not much snow. Still, it was a trip to be rolling with a new crew in a new place... and finally be snowboarding in another part of the world.
There aren't too many lifts (mostly t-bars) and limited free rides, so Matyi, Isti, and I spent most of our time in the Fun Park. Dig Matyi catching some big air off one of the park kickers...
We stayed in rad little mountain villa in town... not quite ski-in / ski-out, but still close enough to easily catch fresh tracks each morning. Our accommodations were just right... By day, we rode from the first chair to the last. And, by night, we hung out at the thermal spa and drank fine Hungarian wine. Pretty rad introduction to the European snow culture...
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