Good skiing usually depends on one thing and one thing only: good snow. But good snow has many enemies. Sunshine, temperature and wind can all mess with the fluffiness of snow. It’s best protected by forest, and allegedly the best forest grows in Svanstein.
Flashback: The kids are first to discover the police car in Svanstein: snowed under, in the park. Their happiness is total. Get the Go-Pro out to produce another Youtube video.
The dad, Mange, and I decide that neither park nor police car is our thing. We go for a ride to check things out. There are some people on the slopes. The east-facing slopes, away from the main area, are empty. There are ten centimetres of fresh snow on the piste. In the borderland between slopes and forest, there’s even more. More keeps coming down.