Make sure you take a Devon flag!
Why everyone has to go south and east I do not know. I have been going north for the last 44 years. Phil was, therefore, only six years old when I started, and others may not even have been born! This shows that
Tailor make a skiing holiday and you can pack a whole load of action into a week. Our 16-strong group fell into a fantastic holiday in Vallandry last year thanks to an old friend, Jon Neal of Bar Mont Blanc and repeated the experience this year, albeit
Every skier and boarder likes to think they are the next world champion in the making, but in reality we spend a couple of weeks at the most on the snow each season – and most of that time is spent trying to get back to the level you enjoyed (?) the last
SKIING is an expensive business – think lift passes, getting kitted out and the high-altitude cost of a drink or a meal – and most of us try and cut corners here and there when we visit the slopes. But what if money was no object? Conrad Sutcliffe
Christmas 2007 was one of the whitest in the French Alps for a generation thanks to more than a week of continuous snow.
More than 160 centimetres
Where is it? In the valley next door to Zermatt and the Matterhorn, perched on a shelf of pastures at the base of a horseshoe of mountain peaks. Transfer times of between 3-4 hours from Geveva or Zurich. Sion airport is roughly an hour away but little
EVER thought about skiing before Christmas but been too afraid to try it? You tell yourself there won’t be any snow, the lifts won’t be open and the bars and restaurants will all be in mothballs. So why take the risk?
They are all reasonable worries.
I have passed the turning to St Foy many times over the years on my annual pilgrimage to Tignes or Val d’Isere but never given it a second thought. In December of 2005, I was given a taster of its delights.
After finding the cheapest flight from the
ST Anton is a serious skiers' paradise - there are miles of testing runs and, if you feel the need to venture elsewhere, the lift pass entitles you to ski in the upmarket villages of Lech and Zurs.
After many years of skiing in first Italy and then
God, was I really nearly 50 – seems only yesterday that I was a young bloke without a care in the world, racing around on motorbikes. I decided I had to do something special to mark this major (somewhat depressing) landmark in my life.
Ask anyone