After another rain dodging trip to Switzerland, where we found some big legs and then bouldering in t-shirts in the woods back in Chamonix we really started to believe winter was finished.
Then suddenly! More snow! Loads of it! So we grabbed our skis back out from behind toilet (their summer resting place) and went skiing! Something clicked this time and it was beautiful! We glided and floated, in dreamy, magical untracked powder snow, whooping all the way! It was so much fun! Even when we ended up rolling in it!