Last year Anna and I optimistically booked a ski trip well ahead of any snow forecasts; well the time arrived and we were lucky with the weather and the snow.
The transfer to Vars was fairly long, but we eventually arrived and were out skiing early on Saturday morning, exploring the area. Vars is linked to Risoul and gives more than enough skiing for a week. despite the good snow cover, the pistes were empty, on some runs we saw no-one and generally skiied staight onto the lifts. maybe it was just a slack week, or maybe the cost had put off a lot of punters. On the first day we stopped for a coffee at a piste-side restaurant; the patron’s resemblence to Dick Turpin should have been a warning, as he robbed us of £7!
From then on we took a flask of coffee onto the piste, and made a packed lunch…… bloody mean Brits!!
We had booked some lessons and these certainly helped my technique. As usual Anna cruised down all the runs effortlessly!
We teamed up with Wayne and Deb from the hotel most afternoons to burn around the pistes; we ended up skiing every piste except 2 that were closed………. the technique did suffer as the thighs turned to jelly at about 3.30 every afternoon.
Of course, every now and then some sort of cake was tested!