Snowball Rally Day Three – The Final Day

So off to Cristchurch and closely followed by Warmwell in Dorset next. This was followed by the long haul to Exeter in Devon.

Jake took his first big tumble at Exeter and litrally earned his dryslope stripes. After a quick  check of his scratches on his side, we declared him medically fit to carry on.

The day was starting to take its toll on me and Jake, at some point we both fell asleep. I think Dad tried to catch us snoring on video!!!

 Plymouth slope was an incredible site at night all lit up and dominating the hill on the main road in. The view from the top was spectacular overlooking the lights of Plymouth. It is always more exciting riding at night.

After Plymouth we headed off to Avon at Bristol. We ended up calling this the ‘Scooby Doo slope’. It was a slope buried in a very wooded hill. The poma lift to the top of the slope took you off on a seperate track through the woods, and the dim lighting kept flickering on and off. This all led to a very creepy but fun feel. I raced off leaving Dad and Jake alone at the top off the slope, as Dad was about to set off he heard Jake calling ‘WAIT FOR ME, DON’T LEAVE ME’! Dad said he had never seen someone do their bindings up so quick and duck walk so fast to get started. Jake said ‘of course I am not scared, just want to get down first’.

It was so much fun being scared we had to have several goes!!!!

Our final slope of the night was at Glouscester, we arrived very close to their closing time and we were not certain they would let us on. However once they agreed we hit the slope, to find a local crew of young snowboarders and skiiers freestyling a jump and a box. They were very curoios as to why and what we were doing. We explained about Snow-camp and the Snowball rally and they were really interested and excited about the whole thing. They were soon checking out mine and Jake’s skills on the kicker (jump) and the box. After we busted out a few of our best moves, they were amazed at our level as we had only really just started riding dryslopes. They decided to stay open longer and we all had a really cool freestyle session. Dad filmed loads of the locals showing us their moves. It was a fantastic vibe and a very cool way to end the day.

Chris and Dad then made the decision to drive up North until late, so we could start the day up at Runcorn in Cheshire. Both Jake and I fell fast asleep and  were woken up for us to check in to a hotel at the services on the M6. Fell asleep as soon as my head touched the pillow.

Where is the slope??

No! Seriously where is the slope???

Falling Down!!

Sleepy Heads!!

Bex on the box!

Jake on the box!

We were off! racing down the slope, Dad decided to spin all the way down and was so dizzy at the bottom he nearly fell over. We then raced out to our cars parked in the special section in the car park.

Our first stop was the nearest slope, this was Welyn Garden City about a 20 minute car drive. Mum had spent the last three days trying to plan the route we needed to take and the order of the slopes. This was a tough job as a lot of the slopes were open for only a certain time and some were closed on some of the days.

We reached the slope, and as we were getting ready another team arrived team- Jackrabbitt this prooved to be great fun as we then raced and fought with them to be first. We beat them down the slope, but they then grabbed Jake and me and started to try and hide us in the boot of their car. Dad and Chris grabbed their snowboards, so they had to let us go. We then found out that they were going to the same slope as us next. So the race was on!!

Hemel Hempstead was our next slope and the last real snow we would see till Friday. We managed to beat team jackrabbitt there and were the first down the slope. We had a lot of fun fighting them and they were a great laugh!

After that we were on our own for nearly the rest of the day. We headed east towards Brentwood and then to Folkstone. it was hard work getting used to riding all the different types of dryslope sufaces and we all had a couple of minor spills. Dad caught a lot on video, so keep checking the video section for the film.

By the time we reached Folkstone it was dark and we had our first night ride. Very small slope behind a swimming pool. We had to walk through the swimming pool section to get to it and all the people looked at us like we were mad, dressed in snowboarding gear.

We then surprised team jackrabbit  at Knockhatch they were having some food in the car, and we jumped on them and scared them silly. hated Knockhatch as the slope was made out of old carpet or something.

Then we headed back up towards Aldershot and finally Bracknel which was the last slope of the night. We then found a hotel and wearily went to bed.