Kjersti, Matt… and the frickin’ sky!
The storm cleared this morning and we finally got to see what Kartalkaya looks like.
Although when we drew back the curtains this morning it looked like another shitty weather day, by the time breakfast was done and we were all suited and booted to do battle with the elements, as if by magic the clouds disappeared and we got our first proper views of the place we’ve called home for the past three days.
As the wind had dropped, the first port of call was the bomb drop we’d scouted yesterday. At first we were gonna leave it for Margot and Lisa to hit up, so Kjersti, Basa, Tania and I decided to take a few pow laps off the Kartal t-bar. Damn, it was soooo deep and this side of the resort is not so steep so we ended up having to straightline the piste for a while before firing into the powder in the trees. Even then, you’d get a turn in then be pointing it to avoid a long, deep hike. Was super funny though.
Shaping, shaping, shaping…
Then we rocked up to the drop, and the girls had bagged the goods. This was ‘proper’, Matt G got some nice shots of the 5m or so flight the girls were undertaking and then the rest of the crew decided to have a pop too. Pretty sure we got something, they set about sorting out a little fence air, so Stine and I decided to have a nosey round the second area in Kartalkaya that we’d not ridden: Dorukkaya. Again entering through the bowels of a hotel, we spotted a few things that could work, saw the park which didn’t look up to much for the kind of stuff we wanted (although would be perfectly suited to beginner/intermeditate riders what with the medium kicker, small boxes and wallride), and then decided to have a purely selfish powder run. We found one spot that was steep enough with the gargantuan amount of snow to chuck a couple of turns and get white roomed so called the others to come over to maybe bag some roosters.
Stine says “Welcome to DorukKaya”.
Sadly, by the time everyone made it over after lunch, the weather had reverted to what we’ve been used to – cloudy, foggy, snowy. We tried but with such a big crew it was pretty hard on everyone with all the hanging around in the cold when all you wanted to do was bang one out. We’ll see. On the lift, Matt had spotted some pillows in the back of beyond, so Basa, Tania, Margot, Josie and I broke tracks and while it was too far to get too his actual spot with the twilight closing in, we did manage to shoot a rock drop that may or may not work. By this time, if I had tits they’d have dropped off, and the old boy was kinda heading internal so to say I was stoked when they called it a day would be an understatement. I think today was pretty productive, though.
Right now, the crew are off in the darkness somewhere hitting up a rail we found earlier so hopefully will get some flashed up night jibbing in the can too. Go girls (and Matt and Gendle). Tomorrow we bid farewell to Kartalkaya and head back to Istanbul to catch an internal flight down south to Antalya, and from there head to this super small resort called Saklikent. Not really sure what to expect there, but it’s an hour from the Mediterranean which should be a trip. I don’t even know if they have internet there so if you don’t here from me again on this trip I guess they don’t. If so, I’d just like to thank all the people here in Kartalkaya who’ve helped us out, and say Turkey rocks!