The Kreyszi G ski team are back in ski-mode. This time, the place of havoc is Cheget in Northern Caucasus. In a couple of days we will bring you a ski-movie with unprecedented skiing at an abnormally high level, but while we search the russian hotels and bars for a fast enough internet connection we give you a report from life in a no-travel zone (http://www.landsider.no/traveladvice/raad21/).
The first day, while scourging the place for the best après-ski we located a pair of K2 Pontoons and went after them. Turns out that they belonged to Aleksander&Aleksander who were more than happy to show us around the Cheget backcountry. So, after hooking up with the ski-god of Cheget, Vitaly, we managed to clock four thousand vertical meters of powder in bluebird conditions.
We also quickly found out that you can't invite Russians in for one glass of aquavit, as they will empty the bottle, and that Russian après-ski includes vodka. Lots of vodka. Between the battles we've also tried to be heroes at day, and because of the recent terror-attacks, we have all the powder to ourselves.
Sunday was a chillax-day so we went with Vova&Kola on a normal taxi-ride of about 500 km to visit some nearby hot springs and look at some scenery. We've also met a whole bunch of generous and open Russians, who really makes us feel welcome.
Yeah! Peace out brother!
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