Powder

It was amazing, beautiful and all around fantastic. Sunday was a day filled with powder skiing and I loved it. My legs hurt and I was absolutely exhausted by the end but it was completely worth it. We were going to ski at Saint Gervais because there was a big snowboarding competition at the snow park but Charlotte convinced me to ski in Les Contamines. Good thing she is persuasive. It started with a couple of long runs on Hauteluce in the sunshine before lunch followed by a short pause for a ham sandwich and a little coffee and some fantastic people watching.

Sidenote: I love the French use of the combinaison, the one piece ski-outfit most I see are from the seventies/eighties but somehow they are still making them and they are still selling like hotcakes today.

So back to it, Charlotte and I met up with another friend just as we were about to head out for more skiing and did a couple hors pistes runs where things were pretty well skied over. Then we hit the jackpot on a hidden spot and skied the same run about 5 times in pristine powder. It felt so good. I am finally able to keep up with the locals. It's nice to be with everyone that has been skiing since they were 2.