Cham-Pow!! Chamonix Diaries Part 5

They say the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence (or pond), and luckily this time its true literally, not figuratively. Yep, after 6 weeks of subtle internet fuelled teasing about how much snow had fallen back home in Whistler since I left, the impossible happened - the tables have turned.

Yep, it's dumping in Chamonix, and people are busting out shorts and t-shirts back home.

If you really want to milk the statistics, you could use the snow report at the tippy top of the Aiguille du Midi, weighing in at almost 200cm in the last week or so (50, 30, 10 & 100), and almost 3 meters since March 19th. High ho, that's almost like those record breaking storms that hit BC and WA! Only you have to do the math yourself here, because the resort couldn't care less.

But since you can't spend your days lapping the top 10 feet of the Midi, lets keep it real and just reminisce about 30+cm they reported on Grands Montets yesterday, that must have been more like 50cm up top (if you ask anyone who skied it). 

Only in Europe are your legs shaking after only 6 or 7 laps of pow. But wait, if you're lapping a high-alpine tram with 1300m vert, and trying to keep up with French rippers and a bad-ass monoskier, maybe that's not so shabby after all.

And true to any mind-blowing pow day, the amateur photo attempts were hogwash, and the helmet cam battery was a gone'er. So, the proof is in the memories instead of the pudding.

I suppose the moral here is that everyone gets their turn. Or, that pow is awesome. Or maybe something deeper all together. Either way, winter ain't over yet!

Lotte Bond gettin' the goods.