This summer I was lucky enough to visit Méribel twice, both in July and again in August. Both times I drove down in my Noddy car, the BSM company Corsa. So although a comfortable drive in Noddy, it still takes a while to get used to umpteen stares from those not used to seeing a bright orange logo'd driving school car in the mountains. However, what a treat, every year I forget how stunning the mountains are. After the 610 miles trip from Calais, I wake up in Méribel to the amazing views, a real contrast to the ring road in Coventry.
Weather on both trips was fantastic, hot, dry and sunny. Great compared to the slightly damp British weather, but my bald patch took a pounding though. The Méribel valley was busy, with the lift company working hard operating the summer schedule, landscaping several pistes, and with the refurb of the Tougnete Telecabine.
The wild flowers were plentiful, marmottes scurrying all over the place, and even the odd heron was spotted. I mostly mountain-biked in each of the three valleys, but also enjoyed the odd walk. It was great to be out with Harriet in August, and also to meet up with friends, The Joneses (thanks for the Blanchot meal), and also Pete, Jane, Mike, Nick, Gary, Rachel and Amelie.
So, without wishing the next few months away, here's looking forward to the winter.
Martin