La Grave mountain ( AKA death mountain)

Whistler mountain=1,530 m (20 lifts)
Apex mountain=610 m (4 lifts)

Ten minutie ride up, five min board ride down. I like this ratio.. ski some, rest some, ski some rest some.

Death Mountain=3,200 m (2 lifts)

I really should have googled this one before agreeing to go. Laurnece had some sense, she stayted home with some warm cocoa watching tv. Unfortunatly she did not share her sense with me.

I was led there like a cow to the slaughter house. Emma and her friends raving about how great the mountain was, how great the snow was, how I will just love it. I was pretty stoked.

The Gondla ride takes about 45 min ( unually only 30.. but it was windy, so we had to sit tight while they stopped the chair waiting for the wind to die down) just enough time for our guide to inform me of the dangers of the mountain..

-Expert only ( lovely)
-No groomed runs. rocks, trees, and cliffs everywhere.
-No warning signs ( you could be skiing down a lovely corridor.. only to find out that it ends with a cliff and you must hike back up to get out)
-Crevasses
When she got to the danger of crevasses, I stopped her mid sentence.
"Crevasses? In ice? Glacier?" I said. She gave me a wierd look and told me that this mountain was a glacier mountain..
Thanks for telling me guys. Really appreciate the heads up.

We finished our first run in about an hour and a half. I looked like a uncoorodinated snowman, with the kids whizzing around me , taking jumps and of course waiting for me to catch up.
Lunch we had on the hill. It was hell to get to ( a long tree traverse that I had to do entirely on my toes) but worth it to sit outsidein the sunshine with a nice hot meal. While eating one of the employees brings out a megaphone and stands on a table. He tells yells at some skiers that we can see on the the peak across from us. They were on one of those runs that finish.. abruptly.. They wern't finished climpbing back up by the time we left.. poor suckers.

By the end of the second run, I wasn't turning- I just went for it. Fell, went for it again, fell... It was much less effort then acutally trying (a little chillier though)

These people are crazy trusting. Jean-Michel gave me the car to go back to the house, while they stayed at the ski hill.

I have never driven his car before.. I couldn't even remember where we parked the car. Finding the car, I couldn't remember the name of the village we were staying at. I DID know that Grenoble was in the oppoisite direction.. so i just asked which way to go to Grenoble, and did the opposite.
I did make it back to the house, and spent the rest of the day lounging in the sunshine.