Mountain skis. Who knows, it is not necessary to explain, how it's perfectly. This was experience for me, and therefore can say one is the surprisings, fantastic feelings. Sufficient practice of ordinary skis allowed me not to feel an idiot and ski together with everyone (and we rode by a large collective) on the routes of different complication. Clear, that mountain-skis are a serious type of sport. That to learn to ski more or less, it is necessary to spend many forces and time. But to get down from a slope with one purpose - to reach and not fall down - it is fully possible, having a sufficient experience of communicating with ordinary skiers.

In New Zeland everyone skis, old and young alike. All terms are created for this purpose here. Many mountain-skiers resort. Enormous hires of inventory for those, who does not have their own (type of us). Slopes are well-groomed. Therefore here gather a large quantity of tourists to drive on skis, though this pleasure not from the cheap: visa services stand not too cheaply.

But this is just details, and the most momentous for us was become that for nine months in New Zeland we saw the real snow at first time. Kardrona, mountain-skier resort near Vanaki, where we were not, probably, the most beautiful place of country, but we liked it. Firstly we could not trust in general, that here is snow. It is the scorched grass and stone down. Mountain serpentine on a top with a hoggin under wheels in general is worthy of separate story. It didn't see anything from a dust, except for back lanterns ahead of going machine. Sometimes the edges of road were not visible. And in fact it is the real serpentine with sheer precipices just after linen of road. Feeling is not from the most pleasant. But in one moment we are almost on a top and, oh, miracle, all shines a whiteness, and only on the enormous parking of machines of puddle - a spring all the same. And next there were much snow, magnificent landscape of white mountain peaks and well rolled routes. A weather simply struck, a sun, warmly. I did not take camera with myself from considering of safety of photocamera, and that is why the most beautiful landscape did not get on tape, but however I did a few pictures. The unique distressing was that our son did not like snow, and all day long he was in bad mood.

As a conclusion it is desirable to wish everybody, getting to New Zeland in winter or early spring necessarily to ski.