Eventually got to my landmark and it started what proved to be a nice first day skiing the alps.
Naturally it all worked up an appetite so a couple light lunches throughout the day were in order.
After a good nice sleep on my light Savoie meals it was time the next morning for a serious breakfast.
Apart from apparel my ski great didn't make it over with me from Canada yet so the fine folks at the rental shop were happy to assist me with some questionable gear. Day on I split my boot in half. Day two, with blue skies and powder the DIN on my bindings needed a hefty crank to maximum resistance.
The French seem not to like fresh powder, especially 50cm of it.
This lift provided 5 hours of uninterrupted fresh lines - in bound heli skiing really. Again, bless the French and their dislike of fresh powder.
Short hikes found exceptional tracks.
Behind this serious face is a very happy man.
Avalanche danger was extreme, very unstable. Dissuading me from the steepest and deepest lines as I was on my own and couldn't find the avalanche self rescue app on my mobile.
But one final short hike to a nice peaks with stable looking looking slope was too tempting.
After that, back on the train to Paris in time for early bed and off to work Monday morning. Think I'm going to like this...