A ski trip to the Alps

It's been two years since our last ski trip. Last time we went to Alpe d'Huez as a part of a university group, and it was quite fun. I still remember the pain in every muscle I got after two days of snowboarding. Literally everything hurt: I distinctly recall the sensation of the exhausted diaphragm when breathing. The pain was so omnipresent it was funny (and it hurt to laugh, too).

 View from our apartment.

View from our apartment.

That's because I'm a fairly inexperienced snowboarder. I'm compensating for my poor technique with muscle power, and two years ago I frankly wasn't in a great shape. My wife's a great skier, though, so she was doing much better. 

 Having fun on the slopes.

Having fun on the slopes.

Planning a ski trip is a bit tough: you usually have to make a connection from the train to the bus, find a place to rent the equipment, compare the ski passes - all of this for a couple of resorts and on a number of available dates. I am not very familiar with places to ski in Europe, too - so I need to read about the resorts to check if they are not too boring, not too hard, and not too flat for a snowboarder. This kind of research often overwhelms me and I decide that I don't care enough for skiing to go through it. For this sole reason we didn't go anywhere last winter.

This year, however, there was a trip organized by my job's work council, and we happily joined a group of my colleagues. We went to Les Arcs 2000, a large ski resort in the French Alps.

Everything was great! The weather was mostly good (we got two dark, snowy days; two really sunny days, and three days in between), the snow was wonderful, and the accomodation was not bad at all. 

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Being a camera nerd, I took my camera and drone for a ride. I was lucky enough to get a pink sunset light on the peaks once; and on two mornings I got clear skies. Both mornings I was one of the first people awake in the hotel, running to the slope with a tripod and a camera bag. I felt really happy to be almost one on one with the epic view of Mont Blanc.

But this was not a photography trip by any stretch; instead I promised I will put snowboarding first. I feel an improvement in my technique, and I am looking forward to riding again next year!

 The last light of the day on Mont Blanc

The last light of the day on Mont Blanc