Having learnt the basics of the classic style of cross-country skiing, I had my first lesson in "freestyle" skiing. There is nothing free or liberating about being told to "feel the balance" when all the skis are doing is sliding out from underneath you. And to make matters worse, you land on your bottom just as a group of German tourists slowly ski past, each one of them yelling out jovially "hopla."
Luckily the surroundings are stunning - we start from a small village called Jizerka, tucked away in the middle of the Jizera mountains, and head on skiing trails through the pine forests, finally ending back at the town and in an old pub for some well deserved dumplings and tea. This is an excellent way of finishing!