So everything is still covered in snow in the morning. It's freezing cold when the sun peeps around the corner for the first time. Powderliese is just getting her flake gliders ready and is ready for a day of fun. One valley further on, Guide Anton is also packing up his fun rucksack, but not without thinking of a few Christmas cookies as a safety reserve. Powder-Lise equips her flake gliders with the newly acquired sticky cake skins and Guide-Anton opens the last present in the Christmas calendar. It's the 24th, because he broke the stocking.
So they both set off, through snow-covered fairytale forests, over glistening white surfaces, past whistling snow hares and a singing choir of whitethroats and snow worshippers.
