The Grand Montets snow is still deep, still good, consistent; even after a week’s or more beautiful skis and warm sunshine. The mates liken the snow to chalk, which works for me cuz …. it IS like chalk. Good for smooth turns, sharp cuts, mogul hopping, and jump landings. What more can a ski bumb need?

Living in Chamonix valley gives one a sense of play. It’s been a long winter of many ski days…not as much as I wanted or expected, but about as much as my body can handle. So when I get out on the mountain at noon, ski a couple runs, go in for a lovely French lunch, ski a few more runs, sit in the sun past four o’clock with a cold beer, then go home, there’s can be no complaints. Matter of fact, I’m so tired my finger joints can barely find the keys.

Bedtime.