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February 24, 2006
Collet d'Allevard in the fog
Nath started joking with Colette at lunch that I was going to miss out skiing with them next week, and that I'd be jealous. I don't care too much. My skiing technique is too lousy to take the interesting trails or go off piste. I'd rather run or go biking.
But Nath sounded like she wanted to go, so I asked Colette if she minded watching the kids. She didn't mind. We ended up getting there shortly before 3 pm, so bought passes for the end of the day. They've gone to magnetic cards that let you through the turnstiles. Seems to work all right.
Conditions were less than perfect. As 5 o'clock approached, the fog got thicker and thicker. In the end we could no longer see more than about 15-20 feet ahead of us. It was getting hard to stay on the trails because we couldn't see from one baton to the next. Down at the bottom most of the snow had worn away as well. The last few hundred meters were crusty ice with a light dusting of fake snow here and there.
But we did have fun for the first 90 minutes. We could get above the worst of the fog by taking the ski lift up to Super Collet, where the snow was thicker and we even saw the sun through the thickening cloud cover.
On the first descent, when we could still see, I stopped to wait when we got back down to the lift. Nathalie took a while to catch up with me and she was breathing heavily. I go slowly, but she had to stop along the way to rest her legs now and then. That's the difference between running after the little ones every day, and running around outside 6 days a week.
Posted by Mark at February 24, 2006 06:29 PM
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