On the 18th of December I got a really bad flu. For 4 nights I actually thought I was really gonna die, I was in really bad condition and just breathing was a mission. It took me a month to get better and I've missed all those days with friends visiting, pink sunrises and views from the top. But so yesterday I finally got back outside to experience the best thing I know: shifting weather, strong winds, a mountain, a snowboard, a backpack filled with daily needs for spontaneity, and a forest filled with fresh powder down below. My first ride of 2019 will keep me smiling for days! WHAT A FEELING!
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