Not your average day off
So with February half term behind us I thought that it was about time I made the most of all this wonderful snow we have had. I left the parisians at home, holidaying in Meribel and made for St Foy – a tiny wee ski resort on the way up to Val d’Isere.
We hopped on all the chairlifts that the resort has to offer (only 4!) to get right to the top. With stunning views over the Espace Killy and the other way to the Italian side of Mont Blanc – which seemed remarkably close – we donned our touring kit and set off up to the ridge. I am not very good on the ski touring front, so with a lot of help from dear friend Badger and encouragement from Peta, we made it to the top only a little out of breath and not too bruised (all but the ego of course)! It was the ski down that made it all worth it – fresh tracks all the way to the bottom, lots of powder turns on my lovely handmade Fork Tree Skis, I even braved an ice bridge which I thought was very gnarly!
Once we reached the bottom we stopped for some lunch at the hidden away restaurant Chez Marie – a lovely little place (although the most expensive omlette I have ever eaten) run by Marie herself and the perfect end to the perfect ski!! Here are some of the photos…