Pretty much every Saturday on Krvavec, 2004
Winter and spring 2004 was a golden age of skiing. The southern Alps had lots of snow but many brilliantly sunny weekends, my tele turns really began to get non-lame, and perhaps most importantly I had good company to ski with. Here I am with my Serbian Ski Posse, from left to right: Ivan, JDS, Laško® beer, Srdan, Nenad (aka “Crash”). We skied every weekend well into April.
