Tuesday March 30 was bright and clear so Mervyn and Mark set off to Veysonnaz for possibly the season’s last outing. All other skiers had cried off with wimpy excuses involving various combinations of missing skis, warm snow, dogs…, so there were only just enough of us to pluralise(?) the title.
When we arrived after a very easy drive we found no queue at the ticket office and were soon on the slopes.
Mervyn expertly led us over a wide area including finding a suitable rock for lunch and a bar at the end where the beer is delivered to tables by télépherique and the dogs wear face masks. Is there any ski station where Mervyn cannot guide?
Mark was so impressed by the “Long manoeuvre” last week that he tried to emulate it. However only his rucksack succeeded. In a separate incident he demonstrated a face plant that was so effective it had Mervyn concerned for the integrity of his brain cell.
The snow was perfect, there were no clouds and nobody else on the slopes so we (I) were exhausted by 3:30 and in need of a cold beer before a very simple and uneventful drive home. A great day out, shame the others could not come.
Brilliant. You are a confirmed blogger!