Getting of the Plane

The plane landed, the Mayburries had arrange for a chauffeur to pick me up and he drove me straight to the estate. I was really looking forward to some time off. I called William III and he answered “Hi there. how long has it been since you were in Aspen with us last time you must have been like 17?”
“Actually it was 11 years ago so I was 19 almost 20”
“Well it still half an enternity”
“Mr. Mayburry where can I rent the necessary equipment”
“Ohh don’t worry about that Angelica already bought you the whole packet its waiting for you at the family Cottage”
“Ohh you shouldn’t of had besides what will I do with all that stuff?”
“Don’t Worry its really no bother once you are finished using it you can just leave it I am sure it will come in handy next time you visit, anyway it’s the least we can do ofcourse we expect you to look out for our young Scott he has a knack for getting himself into trouble that’s why we had to get you the best equipment there is so that you can keep up with him” he said, I detected a tint of humour in his voice although he was still quite serious.
Upon Arriving at the cottage it was huge calling it a was the understatement of the year, it was rather a mansion or an estate. I turned down the window separating me from the chauffeur and cooed
“Isn’t magnificent”
“Indeed it is especially after they rebuild the west wing two years there was an accident with you master Mayburry nearly burnt down half the mansion but the fire department got here quite quick and I guess the blizzard did its own to slow down the spreading of the fire.” I was beginning to get the full grasp of that staying with these Mayburries might be quite a weight on my shoulders. Considering the size of the mansion it would hardly be a lack of rooms considering that each wing held more than 10 rooms. The servants required one each, The Mayburries and Scott and his college buddies maybe required another 6-7 should still leave 4-5 bedrooms to choose from.
“So where is everything lodging in the mansion are we all in the same wing?”
“ohh so you haven’t heard?, I am afraid Master Scott and the others aren’t staying here they are all lodged at the top of the hill”
“at the top of the hill?” I asked the chaffoeur continued
“Yes well after the fire Bianka convinced her father to buy the old tavern at the top of the hill and have it rebuilt as a skiing cottage, together with Master Phillipe’s help and contacts they rebuilt it into a cottage, its right in the middle of nowhere cut off from the rest of civilisation on a really high altitude one would of thought it was a crazy idea, it was their 18th birthday present for Bianka. Strange as it has been she has apparently already made a bundle from it a lot of top athletes rent it especially during the summer for high altitude training”
“Now Scott has requested to use the place he has said there is no room for us helpers around and has only brought with him his old au-paire/nanny Flavia. Personally I think it is because he is still upset with us about the fire lasttime” God I thought to myself say a few words to the help and they spill a world of gossip on your shoulders
“When and how can I get up there?”
“I believe we have to leave right away the sun is setting and by the reports there might be a blizzard coming in during the night so it can be dangerous to leave any later, and the means of transportation is a snow scooter it is the only way to get to the tavern from this side of the mountain you can ofcourse take the lift to its twin peak but that is 1mile west of here and then you would still have 20-30minutes of some good downhill skiing until you reach it”.
Suddenly I was on the back of a fully loaded Snow Scooter clasping tight to the chauffeur who was driving me up a very steep hill some good 20minutes 30minutes later we were there the cottage lied there in the middle of nothingness when the engine sound stopped I was engulfed by I silence only interrupted by the swerling sound of the wind that danced around the rocky mountains.