Bulgaria Ski discussion board

The fishermen tie up their boats,
The dogs put on their winter coats,
The Ice Cream seller parks his van,
And summer people lose their tan.

The heating vents pump out the heat,
To warm our hands and both our feet,
The cricket batsman runs no more,
For everybody knows the score.

Winter comes, yet unannounced,
And foreign places are pronounced,
Sometimes rightly, more often wrong,
And Can't Wait people wait so long.

The leaves all dance their final dance,
Some cling and wish another chance,
But mother nature's rules are clever,
As one by one they die forever.

But wait - new passions fill the air,
That drives away this sad despair,
Winter brings a new well-being,
At last it's time - lets all go skiing!


PP

Summer is losing it's grip on the year,
Soon there will be Christmas cheer,
We will fast be snowball fighting,
Jack frost on our fingers will be biting.

People are waiting for the snow to flurry,
Put on their gloves in a big hurry,
And make their way out to the hills,
To fall down flat against their wills.

For Winter is a sporty season,
Ask on this site there is good reason,
Each person here is an enthusiast,
To relive memories from the past.

So pack your bags and get yourself ready,
There is no rush take it steady,
The winter yet has not begun,
On the mountain slopes there is still sun.

At plovdiv airport people are hoarding,
All are eager to go snowboarding.
So see you all at the snowshack,
Enjoy yourselves and have the craic.