Spring Skiing in Tignes #I

I had every intention of an early night the eve before my ski trip but I had that bubbly feeling in my tummy, the sort that a child would get the night before Christmas. Our flight was early meaning I was to try and rise at 4am however also meaning we were going to get optimum amount of time on the slopes!  After managing a measly hour of sleep before being woken up to a military routine co-ordinated by the other half I was tired to say the least, but the excitement of the week ahead got me into action and at Gatwick in no time ready to devour a rather regrettable McDonalds breakfast.


A few hours later and after a pleasant flight we were greeted in Geneva by some smiley reps and glorious sunshine which followed us all the way up the mountain, past the stunning Lake Annecy and in to the resort of Tignes. The coach transfer was surprisingly enjoyable, helped along by the trusty iPad allowing us to master Chess, fling some enraged ornithoids and take part in a logo quiz (because everyone needs to expand their knowledge of company logos!)

The sun was shining proudly over the stunning snow bowl that contained Tignes and its various villages; we were in Tignes-Le-Lac and it was beautiful. We were extremely lucky with the snow and had arrived on one of those days that all skiers and boarders cherish, a ‘bluebird’ day.

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The first thing about the Chalet Hotel Rosset that caught our attention was the location. Perfect! The nursery slope was right outside, with the Tovière Gondola and Palafour lift only 3 minutes stroll away to the average person; 15 minutes if you’re me trying to walk in ski boots, an ordeal that my boyfriend would later describe as ‘painful’ (sadly he was not sympathising with my pain.) The Loop bar, a hot spot for Après, was a stone’s throw away along with a few other shops and restaurants meaning we would never be far from any of the action.


There were four in our group, all snow boarders, however one ambitious and slightly over confident member of the party thought it would be rewarding to try something new and ultimately convert to the other side, becoming a skier. This member was, of course, me. In theory it all seemed like a great idea, I wanted to push myself and be able to do something that the rest of my party couldn’t (ok, that my boyfriend couldn’t) but in practice it was a slightly different story.

Want to know how the rest of my holiday went? Part two of my blog from Tignes will be published next Wednesday right here!

Written by: Sam Duke

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