Schlittlespass and other naughty words

Because I am rather immature at times, (Jen touts me as her fourth child)  I get a little giggle with a lot the German signs/ spellings here. Schlittlespass being one (altho' it means tobaganning/sledding - not something faecal) and the other "lietse fahrte" (?sp)- which sounds like something different than it is (last run). We had a great day yesterday. Although visibility in the morning was fairly difficult due to snow and low lying cloud, by 1 pm the sun had burnt the clouds away and there was nothing but blue skies and magical peaks for the eyes to see. Whilst in a bit of a grey light zone I inadvertantly took a wrong turn and ended up losing Jen and Mormor mid-morning. On my own I was flying down to try to eventually catch them again and suddenly hit an invisible lip which caused me to sail off balance into some residual snow, landing on my backside hard and getting a good plastic knock to the helmet which likely saved me from a concussion or worse. It took me a few seconds to gather myself and decide whether I 'd been injured or not (just a bruise?) and then 'limp' down the hill with my tail between my knees. I caught up with the rest of the family at noon and trekked down to our apartment for some lunch. As a change of pace we decided to do the schlittlespass in the afternoon which is set up near the top of one section of runs - set off from any of the skiing/boarding trails. In contrast to the runs you get in Canada this was more like an actual luge/tobaggan run you see at the winter games but with groomed soft snow instead of ice. It was probably a couple of kilometres in length and you had to rent these old fashioned looking wooden toboggans on which to do the run. We had a blast, doing 3 runs all up and then heading back to town as the sun started to drop out of the sky. Only two days to go and then a big trip home- can't believe it's gone so quick!