We passed a week (over New Years) in the Alps at Montalbert.
During our stay, Hazel did 5 90 minute ski lessons. By the end of the week, she was really starting to get the hang of it, going over little bumps and everything. She clearly has better coordination (and knee joints) than her mother. I enjoyed admiring her skills with a hot chocolate and the papers from a nearby cafe instead of hitting the slopes myself!
Here she is in action.
The object of this descent was to ring the bell in the hoop. She managed that bit - staying upright as too was a bit harder.
There was about 12 kids in her group - and the instructors spent much of the first days picking kids up!
Hazel was a big fan of Jean-Pierre:
And seemed to enjoy the time with the other kids whilst waiting her turn.
Not having grown up skiing, I did not know what to expect from her ski lessons. At 3 years old, I had trouble imaging a couple of instructors getting them up the mountain on the scary in the air thingees, let alone getting them all down in one piece. What they have instead is a fenced off area at the base of the slopes, with a shallow incline. To get the kids to the top of their "slope", they have these funky travelators!
They ask the parents not to hang around - to avoid the separation anxiety bit. So I waited a few days before getting these snaps. I did my best to hide behind a large restaurant signboard, I was busted after a few minutes. Shortly after this shot, she dobbed me into Jean-Pierre ("Look! That's my Mummy!!!) - so I had to make a swift getaway!
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