The idea is not bad, but it deserves improvement. Coronet Peak, one of the ski resorts of Queenstown leaves open its doors on Friday and Saturday night sessions. One chairlift runs, leaving skiers a limited selection of tracks.
Excited by our first night session, we go down the road by hundreds of car home from their snowy day. Once up there, dusk points his nose. We still assembling all the time up there on the observatory overlooking the valley. Some skiers and snowboarders are already waiting - beer in hand - the spectacle of the sunset. The lights of the day weaken and turn from blue to orange. 
In the distance, Mt Aspiring is colored colors pink and light the shores of Lake! The sun goes behind the mountain and the air is cooler. Spotlights illuminating the slopes are becoming increasingly useful, they are not always sufficient, it is easy to be surprised by the bump hidden by darkness! The inconsistency of the lighting added to the speed of the fans of mountain inattentive and slightly alcoholic make the exercise a little night skiing particular. Mulled wine flowing, overflowing beer, music braille, it's Friday!
We expect that the clouds thinned to admire the full moon. Strange sensations to be on skis at night, facing the slope and under the stars ... sometimes but not always safe! The cold tickles, hot chocolate is welcome and we soon to return! I feel that it is already midnight ... no, it's only 21h, we skied 4 good hours, but we are happy slap! We would have loved a fondue, but never mind, we shall lie down taste buds frustrated!
In the distance, Mt Aspiring is colored colors pink and light the shores of Lake! The sun goes behind the mountain and the air is cooler. Spotlights illuminating the slopes are becoming increasingly useful, they are not always sufficient, it is easy to be surprised by the bump hidden by darkness! The inconsistency of the lighting added to the speed of the fans of mountain inattentive and slightly alcoholic make the exercise a little night skiing particular. Mulled wine flowing, overflowing beer, music braille, it's Friday! We expect that the clouds thinned to admire the full moon. Strange sensations to be on skis at night, facing the slope and under the stars ... sometimes but not always safe! The cold tickles, hot chocolate is welcome and we soon to return! I feel that it is already midnight ... no, it's only 21h, we skied 4 good hours, but we are happy slap! We would have loved a fondue, but never mind, we shall lie down taste buds frustrated!
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