Poster: A snowHead
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Exactly! It's in their DNA! I tell you.
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Obviously A snowHead isn't a real person
Obviously A snowHead isn't a real person
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Feast wrote: |
AirBnB accomodation worked out well; spacious, clean and comparitively cheap, even if it is on the 7th floor of afformentioned Castle Greyskull. |
Much better to be on the inside of the ugly block looking out that in the charming alpine chalet over the road with a view dominated by Castle Greyskull, surely?
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Well, the person's real but it's just a made up name, see?
Well, the person's real but it's just a made up name, see?
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@clarky999, Sunday 8 Feb to Saturday 14 February, if you're about at all?
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You need to Login to know who's really who.
You need to Login to know who's really who.
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@mtsuit, oh yeah, absolutely. But when you look out the windoa in LM I can't see anything charming....
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Anyway, snowHeads is much more fun if you do.
Anyway, snowHeads is much more fun if you do.
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You'll need to Register first of course.
You'll need to Register first of course.
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@Feast, Great reports. Keep them coming.
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@cad99uk, cheers dude. Very kind. It gives me something to do.
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Tuna mayo in a jacket for tea. Done. As long as BernardC posts about his luxurious suppers in Scribblings from the Tarentaise, I am going to post about my ski bum dinners.
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You'll get to see more forums and be part of the best ski club on the net.
You'll get to see more forums and be part of the best ski club on the net.
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Feast wrote: |
@clarky999, Sunday 8 Feb to Saturday 14 February, if you're about at all? |
Might be, I'll let you know. I'll be at ISPO on the 8th, but there'll be far more girls without valentines dates in IBK than Montafon
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@clarky999,
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snowHeads are a friendly bunch.
snowHeads are a friendly bunch.
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Day 4 Part-time pisteur
First lifts over to VT to meet up with the group. As is standard with a laarge group, they were running a tad behind the pre-agreed schedule, so down into the town to loiter. Well, if I'm here, might as well go to Sherpa for my favourite breakfast carbs.
Inadvertantly took on the role of group guide, as apparently I know what I am doing. I've never been here before in my life.. Plans of lapping Roc1/2 for a bit then heading over to Monte Vallon.
Playing around en route to Roc de Marches...'Where's Dickon?'...5 minutes later, I better call him;
- You alright dude?
- I've hurt my ankle
- Can you get down to us?
- Yeah, think so.
Upon arrival said snowboarder, who is by his very nature towards the tough end of the spectrum, isn't looking to clever. Board off, conversations about blood wagon removal, where's your insurance ensued. General agreement that he'll see if he can walk, strapping his board to my bag and giving him my poles the poor chap limps downstream towards the nearest chair.
Seems like he can walk ok. As I say, he's double 'ard.
Turns out you can't download on any of the lifts in the area. Brilliant. So we take a slow amble towards the top of Reberty and sit him down. I head off to get the car, collect him, then take him back to Grey Skull of some compression, elevation and a slap up lunch.
Bire stuffed with garlic in the oven, some nice Rye style bread, bit of beaufort. Greek yoghurt, honey and baked banana for desert. All for 3 euros a head. Beat that!
Drove him home to VT, and got back to LM by 3:30pm. Boots on for some quick laps in the sun for an hour, which was actually really awesome. Smashing some crud.
Packed my bag and loaded the car reeady for Sainte Foy tomorrow. Old, cold wholemeal pasta, red pesto and mayo for tea. Don't knock it. No, it's not Savoyarde fondue, with tart au myrtilles for afters, but fills a void.
Off to VT now tonight for some light socialisation.
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And love to help out and answer questions and of course, read each other's snow reports.
And love to help out and answer questions and of course, read each other's snow reports.
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Day 5 – Sainte Foy
Back into Grey Skull until 4am, following further fantastic sober partying with some wonderful new friends in Val Thorens. Getting up at 7am to roll out of Les Menuires wasn’t just tricky because of the lack of sleep. It was difficult because I really did not want to leave. I didn’t want to leave the fantastic gaggle of new mates I had made in just a few epic days in Trios Vallees.
I very nearly slacked Sainte Foy off for another day with the excellent humans. It really, really is the people that make a trip like this.
Anyway, trundled into Sainte Foy about 9:30am. Good first impressions, very quaint Alpine village, even it was only built 20 years or so ago. Café au Lait and the now obligatory pain au for breakfast. Lady in the lift pass office cannot hold a conversation for laughing about something which I don’t understand. I join in laughing anyway. Presume it was something to do with my comical mug.
Skiing was great. Off the top of the Col de L’Aigulle was nice, with a little choppy soft stuff available. The lifts are slow and the number of runs limited, but I knew this and it definitely adds to the feel of the people. Hardly anyone around.
Another delightful interaction in Sherpa, when procuring a new Opinel. The vendor referring to me exclusively as ‘chef’. Does he do this to everyone?
Accommodation for the evening was in Villette, near Aime. Again, delightful people invite me into their home with a cold beer. Then the magic. A good two hour dinner of Raclette, potatoes, charcuterie, salade and wine. Just amazing. Then strawberry cake for dessert, chased with a genepi.
Head on the pillow. Gone. Instanly.
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You know it makes sense.
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@red 27, ha ha, oh wow, that's not going to go down well.....
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Otherwise you'll just go on seeing the one name:
Otherwise you'll just go on seeing the one name:
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Sounds like you're having a great trip. Enjoy!
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Poster: A snowHead
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Updates currently on hold due to lack of wifi. Fear not though dear reader, it's all been written down and awaits upload in Switzerland.
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Obviously A snowHead isn't a real person
Obviously A snowHead isn't a real person
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