Report from February 6, 2026

We awoke to a foot of snow on our car in the village of La Salles Des Alpes at the base of the Serre Chevalier ski resort in France.

All this new snow came in a large dump overnight.

We knew it was gonna be deep up on the hill.

Serre Chevalier, France, Stats:

• 9,600 Skiable Acres
• 62 Lifts
• 5,250 Vertical Feet
• 250km of Trails
• 100 Trails
• Longest Run = 8km
• 300 Days of Sun per Year

We scrambled to eat, stretch, gear up, move out of our hotel room, and dive onto the slopes.

We arrived just before the gondola started loading and crammed in.

Not all the lifts were open right away, so we skied deep lower mountain powder until the Cote Chevalier lift opened for business around 9:30 am.

We happened to arrive just as ski patrol was dropping a rope into a huge zone.

We dropped first and this run gave us a sense of the day ahead.

Very deep, fluffy, incredible snow that had fallen straight down with no wind.

Despite there being about 2 feet of new snow, you could see old tracks, which means the new snow fell with just about zero wind at all.

From there, we bumped over to a chair we’d never ridden before – Clot Gauthier.

Gauthier holds a fun freeride zone that we lapped for almost an hour.

Stupid deep snow on fun terrain with little airs all over the place.

We ran into a woman there named Sisa from Czech who wanted to ride with us and Jaane said, “Sure, if you can keep up.”

I think she took that personally…

Not only did she keep up, but she was ripping hard right alongside us all day.

From Gauthier to Vallons, where we traversed back into the trees we know and they didn’t disappoint.

The snow was heavier down here in the south-facing trees, but still ridiculously fun.

We lapped that a couple of times before going bumping over to Cibout and diving into the 2,600 vertical foot trees runs over there.

We got 2 in before we called it for the day, around 3:30 pm.

We walked into Le Monetier Des Bains and grabbed a late lunch at Le Montagn’Art.

A medieval feeling, a beautiful restaurant that appears to have been built in the 1600s.

I got an Indian food crepe that was delicious.

We took the bus back to Les Salles Des Alpes, and we were full ski bums in the lobby with our gear everywhere as we scoured the internet for places to stay and a plan to ski the legendary La Grave Telepheriques the next day…

We found a place in the charming town of Briançon and attacked double burgers called “Big Ben” at Le Kazdal.

Merci, la France!

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