I was scrolling through the blog when I realized that I had never posted these pictures of us snowshoeing. This was the day after arriving at the St. Bernard's Hospice. We crossed the border into Italy and went up the mountain as far as visibility would allow us. On the way back somehow the tip of my snowshoe got buried and I slid on my face for about 20 feet. Then at the bottom of the mountain there was this 3 foot drop you had to slide down to get to the road. Thanks to Dominique who helped Whit get down safely.