I was wondering who the arrival to the village would be that would ‘bring the snow with them’ and it turned out to be my mates from home Cheeko and Hughsey, who flew out to surprise me for my birthday at the start of December. My wife had organised a surprise party for me at The Avalanche and I couldn’t believe it when my boys from home showed up. (actually I cried – sad I know)
Of course, you know by now the usual carnage that follows and I was pretty glad to get rid of them a few days later, as my liver had taken a real pounding.
This weekend was the formation weekend at the ski school where we all get together for a ski and work on things like technique and the progression of skiing from a complete beginner all the way through to parallel skiing. Last year, this had to be done in two groups of French and English but this year was done entirely in French as there are only 3 British instructors at the ski school (which should mean more work for all of us!!!). After a year abroad, I understood most of what was said. This is what progress looks like.
The seasonaires have started arriving in Chatel and the girl’s night out kicks off the winter season tomorrow night with 44 of Chatel’s finest ladies tearing the village up. This also means that there will be plenty of local single chaps out checking out this season’s talent and trying out their best moves. Judging by last weekend’s efforts, it’s pretty obvious who’s got game and who hasn’t. Let’s just say that inviting the new chalet girls to an X-Factor final party doesn’t count as good ‘game’..
It’s snowing big outside and a few of the locals have been out riding the powder and one guy going to the effort to skin up the local highest peak, the Mont de Grange (2400m+) Not really my style to be honest but we were all pleased for him. I’ve just dragged my big fat skis out from the cave in anticipation of a powder day tomorrow morning :DDD