Love - Megève

l’Alpette, c’est un mot au goût d’enfance, charmant,
The Alpette is a charming word with childhood flavours
That of a little name, light and tasty
Short for deceptive flirtatiousness
The image of the Alps in miniature
Whereas in fact we discover a happy view there
Of the high mountains in their purest state
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Mont d’ARbois
The Belle d’Arbois
As the name implies, it is a very special piste…
like a pretty woman it has to be deserved and
is characterised by its capacity to stand out
from the other slopes; it can also be capricious
and you can’t approach it whenever you want.
But when you are lucky enough to find it
dressed in all its white finery, it guarantees you
some moments of pure pleasure and ecstasy.
A pretty red, it is approached from the start of
the slope by the pylons,
a gentle start between two
hedges of tall fir trees from
which you can see the gentle
slopes of the pré Rosset
and véry in the distance.
Then, once you are a little
away from everything, it
reveals itself completely,
the gentle slope giving way to a more assertive
character where there is no room for approximation.
The succession of short turns in this wall offering
a magnificent 180° view from the cote 2000
to the Aravis must be precise, neat and, in a
RochebRune
The Alpette
I always love climbing up there
In the heat and effort of summer,
And in the breezes
In the heart of winter.
The arrival at the summit is well worth this effort
As the majestic Mont-Blanc
like a pretty
woman it has to
be deserved.
winneR of the contest
word, extremely careful. like a dance between
you and the slope, your descent is made
cheerfully to the exit of the forest, and just
before you run out of breath, the rhythm slows
down allowing you to join up with the great
sloping ledge of the Mandarine piste that leads
you gently to the depart of the Mont d’Arbois
cable car. A slope with a varied profile, it also
changes with the seasons, its southern orientation
offering the best snow at the
beginning of the season,
guaranteeing warmth and
light all the time, but sadly
refusing you in the spring
when the greenery of the
pastures takes the upper
hand… you have understood,
the “Belle d’Arbois” is a
unique piste offering all the pleasures of skiing
and, as it often feels lonely and forlorn, the
pleasure of being alone with it is even the
greater.
Waits for me like a gift in gold
kindly and ever snow covered.
The piste decides, easy or hard
Depending on age, confidence or style;
powdery, the snow left there
On a hillside is much more risky.
Everywhere at mid-slope, in the open air,
We slide, speed accelerates.
And I feel the shivers of freedom
Which tell me already at the bottom
That I must start all over again…!
Thomas
Claire Grémont