A tough day on the slopes at Kasberg. Schoolwork meltdowns, crashes, a twisted ankle and a bruised ego. Travel is not always picture perfect and today the mountain reminded me of that.

Wet snow, a faster T bar, our first full run from the top of the mountain, and a 7 kilometre run I did not really have in me. Day 95 was one of those gritty, soaked to the bone, still grateful kind of days in Scharnstein.

We thought Sunday would be chaos on the slopes. Instead, we got drizzle, empty car parks and three soaking wet runs before calling it. With only a week left in Austria, we are squeezing in every mountain day we can.

Rain in the valley, whiteout at the top. Day 93 brought one of our most challenging and rewarding days yet on the slopes, with steep runs, chairlift laps, lost kids in the snow, and our best family session so far.

Day 91 tested us. Icy slopes, tired kids, a few crashes and a shaken confidence. But we showed up anyway. Some days on the mountain are about carving lines. Others are about building resilience.

Day 90 was just Emmett and I on the mountain. New snow, new runs, our first ever chairlift and even a black section in the fun park. A few near misses, one decent wipeout, and a serious adrenaline crash at the end of it.

We woke to heavy snow and headed straight for the mountains. Fresh powder at Kasberg turned into our most fun day on the slopes yet, with deep tree runs, crashes into soft snow, a few meltdowns, and that kind of winter magic you never forget.

We woke up to a world completely covered in snow in Scharnstein and what was meant to be a rest day quickly turned into snow angels, tough lessons on a crowded T hook and a cosy Austrian pub dinner with schnitzel, wine and translator apps. One big winter day we will not forget.

Fresh snow on the mountain, tiny jumps with the kids, a peaceful rural walk with Kia and a traditional Austrian fire cooked feast of Würstel im Stockbrot made for a Friday the 13th we will not forget in Scharnstein.

A quiet drive up an empty mountain road, seventeen ski runs with the kids, lunch in a gondola, and the moment we realised it was time to call it. Day 84 in Austria was about more than skiing. It was about pacing, tired legs, big feelings, and knowing when to head home.

An early 5:30am work call back to Brisbane kicked off Day 82, but by midday we were back on the Austrian slopes. Freshly groomed snow tested our confidence, Emmett conquered the T-bar solo, and we received some sobering news after a ski accident. A day of progress, perspective, and mountain highs.

Day 81 tested our nerves and pushed us onto steeper slopes than we were ready for. From icy traverses and gondola queues to T hook mishaps and confidence crashes, it was a rollercoaster of a day. But by the afternoon Emmett was carving like a pro, conquering the lift on his own and reminding us why we keep showing up.

Day 80 saw us back on the snow after a rest day, navigating busy Sunday slopes, shuttle buses and a few chaotic T hook moments. But more importantly, the kids are starting to get it. Emmett is finding his turns, Maddie is building speed and confidence, and we are finally feeling like snowboarders and skiers instead of tourists sliding downhill.

Day 78 on the slopes and we took a big leap from the beginner field to the blue run. Harder snow, steeper terrain, plenty of crashes and a whole lot of mental commitment. A confronting but rewarding day of learning for all of us.