We arrived in the village of Montriond, near Morzine, late on saturday night praying for snow.
The snow prayers worked. Chalet Beatrice was covered in a blanket of snow in the morning.
Last week there was no snow here. Now there is tuns!
That's me riding the fluffy white stuff off-piste from the Chaux Fleurie lift.
Plat Du Jour on a very Bon Jour! Me and Jez.
More powder riding in the afternoon. Here's Jezza in the Avoriaz Ski Area.
Back at the Chalet for tea and cakes (and 24 hour free bar!)
Next day and yet more snow. The view up the Ardent Valley from the Chalet.
Some English bloke messing about in the snow.
Back to our favourite lift. The Chaux Fleurie. Still not busy despite the great conditions.
Not sure if Jez is excited or if he needs to go to the little boys room.
Riding down towards the Argent Ski Area.
More Fellows Powder Action.
Lunch, and more top French scoff on the mountain...soup ummmmm.
Here is Jez sporting Hugh's old Spy goggles, his mum's Helly Hensen coat and the Dalai Lama's hat.
Never happier than when he's in the pub!
It's still snowing. Morzine Yeti.
We had a walk down into Morzine this evening. We had to cross a suspension bridge. Jez is scarred of heights. He's looking a bit tense. He did make it across.
We went to see the Morzine Penguins Ice Hockey team. Their star player is an English bloke playing called Colin Sheilds. They won. Allez Penguins.
First lift up the next day. That's me on a lift in Avoriaz.
Last few runs into Morzine on our last day and it's still snowing.
We stopped in Geneva on the way home to do a spot of Christmas shopping (until we realised how expensive it was!) Main shopping street with trams.
We climbed the Cathedral Bell Tower for a view of the city and the famous fountain.
Jez not shopping.
Clocks.
We flew home on Christmas Eve. What a brilliant trip. Let's do it again next year.