Jimmy and I had a look south again. This time a bit
closer to home.
closer to home.
Avalanche danger was still around 3, but was well
hidden. Only the “Piste Noire” was open. We put on skins and crossed over to the
Italian side. The Bise, the wind from the North, was blowing hard. It made for
some fine ambience, as you could hardly see the ground in front of you. With
every turn, the wind blasted snow down the hill, obscuring the
slope.
hidden. Only the “Piste Noire” was open. We put on skins and crossed over to the
Italian side. The Bise, the wind from the North, was blowing hard. It made for
some fine ambience, as you could hardly see the ground in front of you. With
every turn, the wind blasted snow down the hill, obscuring the
slope.
Lunch at St Remy was out of this
world! The snow was very turnable, but changing quickly with the strength of the
wind.