Three Turns and the Truth
Fritz, son of the late Manfred Barthel, looks for his truth in three turns.
Here in Austria, people walk with care under trees that could break and roofs that might avalanche. A record storm hit about a week ago, dropping literal meters. Several snow depth sensing stations stopped transmitting — they were buried. Trees are white ghosts with branches sagging like an old man’s arm pointing the way. The snow is heaped over buildings, forming elegant curves, with edges nearly connecting the ground; thick white hats to celebrate winter.
I’m told the Austrian Tourist Office has unleashed an army of contract photographers. Their assignment: update the postcard shots, no need for Photoshop!
Hats of winter.
Today’s tour route was one of the late Manfred Barthel’s favorites, to the top of a peak here in the Austrian mountains between Kitzbühel and Innsbruck. After a rest at the summit, in a sunny alcove where rocks shielded us from the breeze, we made three turns in his memory, then three more, and more. The truth is he led a long and quality life, as a good man who loved the mountains where he played since boyhood, and loved the family he nurtured under the hills, and on their summits.
Yours truly, finding a bit of Manfred’s truth on nothing less than a memorial tour. Nearly no avalanche danger, powder preserved by cold temperatures, “you can ski anything” was the word. Exactly the kind of day Manfred loved.
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3 Responses to “Three Turns and the Truth”
No more fitting way to remember a passionate skier than to appreciate the sublime beauty and a day of perfect weather and snow conditions!
Well said. Very nice tribute snow!
Right On!