Volume 10, Issue 2
As a newbie to snow sports I was a tad hesitant to commit to three full days in the snow, but between the bachelor pad that is Melbourne Uni Ski Lodge and Daff’s Masterchef-esque cooking skills, I’m already getting hyped for Snow Camp 2017. Whether you’re more about a reflective read by the fireplace or a hard-core 9-5 shred, Buller has it all, made that much sweeter by the bunch of legends that came along for the ride.
Most of the beginners among us started with a lesson, while the more experienced shredders clipped in and headed straight for the peaks. We tended to brave the slopes in small packs, partially to keep an eye out for each other, but mainly to make sure we didn’t miss out on any monumental stacks. As equally satisfying as the intense hours of skiing/snowboarding were the pit-stop lunch and hot chocolate breaks. We had the option of dining at one of the welcomingly toasty restaurants on the mountain or venturing back to the lodge which was less than a 5-minute stroll away from the mountain. Despite the bruises and creaky limbs, all those that ventured out to the slopes returned to the lodge content, often with a piping hot bag of doughnuts in hand and (if you’re lucky) a few more Pokémon in the bank.
Dinner time was a definite highlight as we were treated to Daff’s amazing cooking skills including a slow-cooked pulled pork burger that I still catch myself daydreaming about. We welcomed the evening in style: animal onesies on night one and retro ski gear on night two (any excuse for Aridas to break out the speed-dealer sunnies). The games continued on into the night with the classic crowd favourites beer pong, flip cup and karaoke up for offer. After a solid boogie and a drink or five, we migrated to Kooroora Hotel, the local watering hole. A hot tip from personal experience is that the road leading up to the pub is slippery, and the chances of stacking are significantly increased after losing a game of beer pong.
We received a few hesitant side glances from fellow pub-goers, most likely explained by the fact that the majority of us showed up our animal onesies. A late-night boogie was the perfect way to cap of a long day of shredding and, if you were brave enough to make it 3am, you would be treated to a collective belting of ‘That’s Amore’.
Despite the lack of hot tub, Snow Camp was a solid 11/10: the perfect romantic getaway for (thirty) two before heading back for another semester. A massive thank you to Gus and all the legends in the LSS for organising the trip and getting us home in one piece - there’s snow way I would miss Snow Camp 2017: the skiquel.
Meiwei Teh is a first-year JD student
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