So today begins slowly (despite the promises all my siblings made to themselves to just be out there ASAP). Everyone moves sluggishly, breakfast is porridge (or super noodle for my youngest siblings) and afterwards it takes a little while for everyone to get moving.
The team left at about 11:15 and headed down the mountain. I don't know much about where they went until the afternoon, but it sounded from their recounted experiences like they went everywhere.
I set off an hour later, having planned a route using a piste map, whilst staying conscious of the melting snow.
I went all the way up the cable car and took the same scenic route as yesterday, except I continued going down the other side of the mountain. It was gorgeous pine lined piste which curved along the mountain. The weather was pleasant and the snow conditions weren't terrible. To get back home from the other side of the peak, I had to go up top again, then down to town, to go back up and then home.
The first down was fine (although the piste was a little rockier than others I'd experienced, the pebbles were avoidable) the lift up stopped near the top, and the snow began. The cable car bounced whilst stationary, which couldn't have been more than 90 seconds, then it continued up to the top.
The snow, whilst very welcome in its role to repair and recover the pistes, did bring with it fog. In my goggles I could not longer make out the shape of the snow. The moguls blended, and my final descent was much harder. I almost binned it once or twice and it seemed that others were suffering similar fates.
But I made it back to base. Mum was there, having resolved some flight issues and some work issues and was about to lunch, so I joined her in eating some Tomato Soup.
After lunch we headed down to the local shop to get some bread. The shop was still closed for lunch, so we went to the nearby cafe. This is when we received word that my little sister was returning to base all by herself. So I had to hurry over to the base camp again to unlock it all and lead her back to the cafe. At around this time we were updated on the other's whereabouts. They were at the après-ski bar(?) in Plagne-Bellacotte, listening to some dodgy live covers of Barbie Girl.
My sister and I made it back to the cafe and enjoyed a Crêpe before heading to the shop to get some baguette.
Once we got back I had a freak nosebleed. Thankfully it ended pretty quickly. The lads arrived back at base shortly after that too.
With the six of us all back, things were a tad cramped. One brother had a shower. I retreated to my bed. Dad rushed around dealing with certain daily chores. I settled in and did some uni reading at this time.
After all that, and a period of rest for us all, Dad began cooking dinner. Some steaks that were on the edge of their use by date. Some merguez sausages. Dad's mushroom and onion cream-sauce. Rice.
We ate heartily (except mum, who has baguette and garlic cheese) and then I did the washing up.
After cleaning up from dinner we played a couple of rounds of 'One Night Ultimate Werewolf'
My mum spectated, knowing every secret role. My dad git frequently confused by the role swapping and the team goals. I was permanently mistrusted for being serious. My siblings also acted as truth hounds. They could sniff out the truth from a field of cow manure.
I think everyone won at least once, but by the end we were tired and headed to bed shortly afterwards.
I'd also like to state that since just before serving dinner, we'd had some wintery snow falling.
Today's snap of the day is:
My Dad and his icy beard following the start of the snow
2087
stormborns
tangentwithtanner
pixelskylines
snowghoul