On the 3rd day skiing, we decided to be a bit adventurous and try out a different mountain. On this day, in the Garmisch village the weather was absolutely miserable, then as soon as we got on the squashed, unsafe gondolier up the mountains it was clear blue sky. The snow was so white for miles and miles, so much that the sun was reflected off of it and blinding us. As you can see in the photos the views were absolutely stunning. This was the day that my Dad fractured his ankle.