Skiing in Bulgaria: the beginning
Post by Niki

Well this is a tradition. I remember before taking me to the mountain my father first brought me to the little hills next to our suburban neighborhood. I never went to a ski school and until maybe 15 or 16 my father was the only one who showed my sister and me what skiing was. We were skiing those crazy long straight skis and it was an unbelievable fun. I was always “in” the snow while my sister was not so much into it. When I went to the high school I don’t know how but my eyes got onto some freestyle ski movies, and this is all I wanted to do. I and did haha. I’ve just missed one little detail - before building jumps it is very useful to know how to ski really WELL.  But at the time I was not patient enough.  So it took me a lot of time and troubles to grow up a bit… 





 

pic by my friend Borislav Stefanov