Salient. An Organ of Student Opinion at Victoria College, Wellington, N.Z. Vol. 1, No. 18 August 3, 1938
On the fine days we would either practice on the slopes near the hut in the morning, eat, and then go for a ski down to one of the villages in the valley, tea and dance, and then walk back for dinner—or go for a tour on ski to one of the neighbouring vantage points, carrying our ski up If the ways were steep, picnic, lunch, and then running down. It was absolutely ideal; it is a marvellous position when you just put your ski on at the hut and ski right down over very different types of slopes, first sleep, then long and even, practically right on to the village main street.
The last four days it snowed practically continuously. We stayed inside for a while, but when it became lighter wo did a bit in the soft powdery snow, which is completely different to ski on, but all good experience I suppose. Now back in London, and I must get some thesis done.
I suppose it was a fairly historic time to be right on the border of Germany and Austria (two days after Hitler's march) and the Germans were fairly (not hilariously) excited, but we were too busy skiing to do much about it.