The Panorama restaurant on the top station of Schlick ski resort is really cool. Self-service and affordable for the family. It is warm, so we go out to the terrace, bathed in the sun, with dazzling views, where skiers rest while sipping Grüner Wetliner. After two hours of hard work on the slope, with the tops of skis formed in “Pizza! Pizza!”, there can be no other order. Willi, getting better and better in speaking German after four days in Austria, orders for himself a homemade pizza (whole) and another one for us (in halves). We take salads – delicious, traditional Kartoffelsalat and rucola, sprinkled with Kernöl, essential pumpkin seeds oil from Styria.
After dinner, we practice downhill skiing, then Willi plays with children climbing the snow pyramid. It is wonderful, full sun, colored parachutes swirling overhead, next to rocky mountains. We sit on the sun loungers with a glass of champagne, the “Anton aus Tirol” – the biggest Après-ski hit – sounds from the loudspeaker, and we feel like the kings of life. We change on the slope – I ride down a gentle blue route and return with a chairlift, then Sergiusz goes down straight a black direttisima and returns to the top.
– You know, darling, I really like it here, because it’s like my hometown, Zakopane. There are high mountains, beautiful ski runs, ski slopes in the forest, only everything is bigger and better – says my husband.
The sun was getting lower and lower, so I and Willi went down the gondola – though he wanted to put the skis on and ride down the slope “by myself” long three-kilometer downhill ride to the lower station. But we agreed that we’ll have a race – me and Willi in the gondola and Sergiusz skiing. On the way, we looked at colorful paragliders in the sky and tracks of forest animals in the snow.
We came back to the hotel tired and happy. We will regenerate like every evening in the sauna and swimming pool. Because new attractions will be waiting tomorrow. After all, the Stubai Valley is not just skiing.