07.12.2023
On the Wednesday morning I was not expecting to go skiing on Thursday. An opportune message from a friend proposing a quick morning outing with the goal of being back in the office for lunch arrived like a sign from a devine being. Fortunately I had nothing of real importance scheduled for the morning and the plan for an express trip to the Aravis was planned.
Leaving Geneva at 7h45, we headed towards la Clusaz hoping to capitalise on an abundant last few days of snow and predicted blue skies. Early morning light was not hopeful as by 8h30 the sky was still grey and covered by thin veil of cloud. However, as we passed Cluses the blue skies started to present themselves and by the time we’d passed Saint Jean de Sixt the decision to take the morning off was vindicated.
Boots on then at the XC parking at les Confins and we set off behind one or two other groups. The advantage of having more or less rested since Sunday and having a fast partner was evident in our pace. We were averaging about 850m+ per hour with some fresh snow and in no time we had 600m+ under our feet. A brief stop to remove jackets and we were on our off.