Kitzbuhel is like a big warm hug. So much good. So little bad. Untracked powder, many a skiers most valued commodity, is widely available. Basically the Austrians, pros in all that is skiing, so gallantly ski right beside your tracks in order to preserve the powder. No sweeping super g turns to ruin a whole slope of fresh snow round here.
Whether you’re walking through the picturesque town of Kitzbuhel in search of the best gluhwein or trying to see if you can even cover the entire mountain in a week, this place has major mojo. A blend of old school wooden lifts and tiny chalet restaurants serving up grosti, and newer high-speed quads and trams that launch you on top of killer elevation and incline. You really can ski it all.
Home to the most famous and badass world cup downhill, the Hahnenkamm, locals around here know a thing or two about skiing and ski racing. You can ski the downhill course and become immediately aware of why some racers, and even skiers, can’t make it down this pitch with a clean pair of ski pants.
Be sure to venture off the more modern and manicured slopes of Kitzbuhel over to Kirschberg to indulge in some natural, intimate, winding slopes that often have powder all year round just on the edges of the main groomed slopes.
If you love skiing and love a party, the Hahnenkamm is the Tour de France, the Superbowl, the Wimbledon, of skiing. Starting early, thousands of fans gather to watch the race in a drunken, glorious, frenzy. After that, the fans take to the streets to celebrate all day and night. The Londoner is the place to go. Try and get in by 2 p.m. and if you’re lucky and endurant, you’ll last till the Canadian and American ski teamers show up late night to serve drinks from the bar and maybe rip each other’s shirts off for the ladies.
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