Lo and behold the muscle fatigue has caught up with Sjek. We’re going to take it easy today on Super-Morzine, where “taking it easy” involves a power kite!
We started at the top of Pleney with the “travelator” ski lift. I’m never confident of my ability to teach, not least because the last time I was in Morzine my travel companion found skiing to be a terrifying experience. However, Sjek was a fast learner and outgrew going up and down the beginner’s stretch quite quickly. It was time for more challenging stuff: Piste B (skipping the steep bits via Piste D).
One of my favourite restaurants in Morzine is La Flamme. We’ve been going there for years and the lady who owns it is one of the most hospitable, friendly and accommodating establishments in the town. Despite its small size (seating around thirty diners) they’re clued-up about special dietary requirements — something which seems so rare in France — and given enough warning even claim to be able to cater for coeliacs.
The night before was a long one, dancing till the small hours of the morning at Dark-Cide in Preston, followed by driving back to Manchester. What better way to coax aching muscles into protest than to meet up with a friend and go walking up Tegg’s Nose?
