I'm sure we didn't get married JUST to go on our first Potomac Valley Skiers' trip to Europe, but I'm equally sure that the timing had something to do with the trip schedule. The federal tax "marriage penalty" also had an effect on our decision to tie the knot in January.

We had been introduced to PVS by our friend and colleague Billie Pease (now Manring). She and her then-husband Larry were long-time members. The thought of a honeymoon on the slopes in Austria and Italy was very appealing. Having experienced trip leaders such as Bob & Margaret Wyckoff to do the heavy lifting was also attractive. We were sold.

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Narrative

Jones Beach, Long Island

I don't know if it set any records, but the winter of 1977 was very cold. The week prior to our wedding on 15 January was very cold and snowy. I was concerned that our entire family was going to be killed en route to Virginia, but thankfully no one was. My cousin Fran and his wife Judy, who had planned to fly down from New Hampshire, however, weren't able to make it due to airline cancellations.

As we began our flight to Zürich three weeks or so later, we were amazed to see portions of the Chesapeake Bay frozen over. This shot is of the salt marshes behind Jones Beach on Long Island.

Zuers, Austria

European skiing is usually above the tree line. Zürs, Austria, is itself above the tree line.

I took no pictures of the skiing in Zürs or Lech, which was just down the valley. I had no way to take a camera onto the slopes at this point – it wasn't until later in the trip that I purchased a fanny pack that would hold my camera.

This is the road out of Zürs toward the Arlberg Pass.

It was a VERY good snow year!

Hotel Alpenrose

Our home away from home was the Hotel Alpenrose. It was a marvelous place and within walking distance of one of the major lifts. Unfortunately for me, who was still a beginning skier at this point, that lift was a mile-long T-bar!

Other people may talk about "the good old days," but skiers generally are not nostalgic about old-style lifts or old-style equipment.

Not too long ago (I'm putting these pictures online in April, 2013), Margaret Wyckoff investigated the possibility of running another trip to Zürs, but the Alpenrose had been turned into a private club. We would certainly enjoy a return visit and would be happy to stay in Lech.

Snowblower As I mentioned earlier, it was a good snow year. Throughout the week there was snow, typically overnight. The roads were kept clear by the most massive snowblower that this Mississippi native has seen before or since.
Jim  

We are waiting for our bus for the trip to Italy where we will be spending the second week of our trip.

From a distance of over thirty years, it is amazing how young we were. And in Jim's case, how hirsute!

Mary Ellena

Not a grey hair in sight either!

Bus loading

We are loading the bus for our trip to Italy.

The people can't be recognized in this compressed image, but they include Margaret & Bob Wyckoff, Jim and Art Topping.

Ozzie

Our trusty bus driver was named Ozzie. He was a font of information about the history & politics of the Tyrol besides being a fabulous bus driver.

Arlberg Pass

Since this time we have been on many bus trips into ski country both in the US and Europe and Ozzie stands out as the best. The conditions were horrible with heavy snow. Chains were needed to get us over the Arlberg Pass. It was a slow trip.

Once we got closer to our destination in Italy, the narrow road snaked along a steep slope. Every time we encountered opposing traffic there was an intense negotiation over the right of way. Ozzie usually won.

We had been advised to take a bottle of Schnapps for the trip – good suggestion!

Continue with us on to Ortisei, Italy.