While we were having lunch the cloud level descended and the visibility deteriorated. We had two friendly visitors while were cooking our burgers - two little dogs who belong to the skifield owners and roam the car park looking cute. The terrier is called Hector and the scruffy one is called Scruffy!
After lunch we restricted the boys to the lower slopes to keep them safe and they were very good staying there eventhough they wanted more of a challenge. Peter crashed on a jump on the terrain park. This is not unusual and he usually jumps up and laughs, but this time he winded himself and hurt his face and chest. The First Aid team were great and soon he was calmer and more comfortable and had a hot chocolate in the cafe as a treat. I reckon he could have a nice black eye on the way but nothing serious.
By the time Peter was sorted out the conditions weren't good on the slopes so we set off back to Tekapo. Edward and I drove home in the motorhome. He got to sit up front with me for the first time. He asked me what every button on the stereo was for, so it might be his LAST ride up front as well! Steve drove Peter and Jonathan home in the truck and we got home about 5.30pm. I quickly cooked tea and we unpacked the motorhome and truck at super-speed because everyone was helping out.
The boys are now in bed and I am tackling the mountain of dirty washing!
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