Alps in April

But the Vallee is a deadly place. The crevasses swallow several skiers each year (or, perhaps, they met hungry yetis?)

To save us though we had Nick. He's extremely at home in the mountains. His secret ambition is to ski the coulaire visible in the middle of the mountain behind him, in winter. As you can see it's very narrow and almost vertical.

I'm far more sensible. Here I took a brief break to attend to some domestic chores. I also broke my extreme ironing altitude record here at 3,600 m. Given the possibility of crevasses Nick did not approve of stopping here, but the ironing had to be done.