Not very pagan, British or neolithic but great fun! The latest wanderings were to the Haute Savoie or more specifically Les Arcs.
We struck lucky with the snow, arriving after a 7 hour transfer from Grenoble ( should have been 3!). It was snowing in the resort and chaos reigned. The coach burning its clutch out on a mountain hair pin didn't exactly help nor did the cars scrabbling to find a space to put on last minute snow chains but we got there in the end.
A little snow on the Sunday but then mostly clear blue skies. Snow has been scarce this year but the pistes were in beautiful condition for most of the week but showing signs of wear by the end. All credit to the pisteurs who will have their work cut out to keep the slopes open unless more snow falls soon. As we left there were huge bare patches of grass and rock in the resort and it looked more like early April than the start of March.
View from the apartment - OK more like the view from the rabbit hutch; the room was barely 2 metres wide ad to open the sofa bed meant that the other seats and tables had to be moved into the tiny kitchen area!iew from the apartment - OK more like the view from the rabbit hutch; the room was barely 2 metres wide ad to open the sofa bed meant that the other seats and tables had to be moved into the tiny kitchen area!
Although the pistes look empty here it was horribly busy. The first decent snow for weeks brought the world and his wife ( plus aunty, uncle and dog) out and the main thoroughfares were packed. It was still possible to find a few areas though to enjoy the peace and tranquility of the area.