As I was perched at the top of the GS course I overheard the announcer, Jon Trigell, expunge the virtues of title sponsor of Wednesday's Natives Workers challenge in Meribel it was only a matter of time before I heard something as far fetched as the title. Combine that with the superlatives offered for Exceptional ski 'Haute Couture skiing holidays'. WHAT! And it's no wond
Forget all this climate change global warming nonsense. It might have taken a while but the winter is finally here. The needle of the thermometer has plummeted from a rather summery +10 to a more Baltic -15. The latest dump of snow arrived just in time to stop the Saulier from looking a little bare. The icy conditions resulting in a steady stream of ambulances ferrying the
Like a bomb in a fluorescent fabric warehouse Tuesday night saw an explosion of Bad Taste around the bars in 1850. As you can see from the photos no subject was left off limits. The ton of hairspray used only mildly affected the Ozone layer as the 'big hair girls' got ready. The transformation from 'work' LÃÂequipe Laura to her alter ego 'hot pant gaiter wearing back com
After much spurring and goading it was great to see so many seasonnaire teams on Tuesday night. As more familiar faces arrived it was clear that the pre match tension was building. Almost every company that wasn't working had entered a team.
Now for those who are looking at these pictures and wondering what the heck is going on.
I guess the easiest way is to describe Bal
Mik, purveyor of fine alcoholic beverages to the ISBA and Swedish snowboarder had a close encounter on the slopes. While flying though the air after going over a roller his landing was blocked by a kid who had stopped in the blind spot of the jump. With no action available to him he clipped the shoulder of the kid with his snowboard knocking him over. The contact also knoc
According to a uk paper today Courchevel 1850 is now synonymous with champagne and vodka fuelled parties, illicit sex and designer shopping and the blame for all this decadence lays firmly on the shoulders of the many Russian visitors that, since the collapse of the Soviet Union, arrive to celebrate the orthadox new year.
Evidence of this can easily been seen on the high
