I couldn't stand to be so close to the alps and not be in them. So I "stole" Chris' skis and his car. I drove to the fine country of Lichtenstein and rallied up the Schönberg (Pretty Mountain). It was a bluebird day, with 6 inches of fresh snow. The clear night created a hoar frost, which reflected brilliantly in the daylight. I got 3000 feet in, but just barely, my legs were quite tired from the 9.2 mile, 1200 vf trail run on the Gehrenberg that Chris took me on last Sunday.

Skiing in Lichtenstein was the sixth country I skied in the past 20 days. It was also the 11th day of skiing of the trip. It has most definitely been an excellent Alp ski trip.