Head of the kitchen… and Jamie’s boss
It has the charm of a typical Savoyard town with a great friendly feel. I love that you can do any sport you want in beautiful surroundings, and the layout of the town means everything’s in close proximity.
‘Tulipe’ that runs off the top of the Ranfoilly lift is second to none (it‘s regularly used as a slalom course because of its lines). It’s a fantastic wide Red with a few well positioned rollers you can race down to get some Big Air!
Lots of ski touring and swapping stories with our guests after a big day on the mountain.
Racing down the mountain I turned round to mock Jamie who was lagging behind, in doing so, I went off the side of the piste, taking out a whole barrier… in full view of the chairlift overhead. Needless to say I haven’t heard the end of it!
Getting Jamie to treat me to an extravagant meal out in Morzine (he’s Scottish), also playing more Ice Hockey.
Ski instructor, Driver, Maintenance, Waiter, Yoga Man, Slave, whatever the Boss says…..
Without a doubt, the ‘Marmottes’. It’s a red run that starts at the top of the Mont Chery ridge and has a couple of steep sections with some great sweeping turns; ideal for carving and letting yourself fly. What makes the Marmottes so special, like most runs in Mont Chery, is that its nearly always quiet. Spending a day in the sunshine on Mont Chery is a must. The views of the Portes du Soleil and snow-covered Mont Blanc are arguably the best in the area and the majority of the mountain is south facing so you get the sun all day!
Meeting and skiing with more great Jack & Jill guests and getting my son Jonah on skis for the first time. Maybe even going heli skiing in Italy….. if the Boss allows.
Bar Robinsons. Simple but a great atmosphere. The usual suspects are always there and the infamous ‘Mutzig’ beer goes down dangerously well. Good place to start the night.
During a ski race I was in the starting gate and stupidly hadn’t checked the settings of my new bindings. In front of a crowd of 30 people I propelled myself out of the gate, leaving 1 ski behind and moving a mere 3 metres. With roars of laughter all around I bowed my head in shame and went to the back of the queue….. Go Jamie!
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