What do you reckon is the scariest piste/off-piste you've even been down? This is mine:
A year ago I was ski-ing at Courchevel with my daughter, my friend, and her son, and all of us (except my friend) were in a group ski lesson together.
During the morning of the last day our instructor nearly scared me to death by taking us off piste and down what felt (to me) like a precipice. He took us up the Creux Noirs chairlift to the top (at 2700m) and then proceeded to take us down the beginning of the red towards Meribel, and I was worrying about this because we only had lift passes for Courchevel (and our instructor knew this).
There was, however, something much worse in store for me because all of a sudden he just leaped down the side of this piste onto what appeared to me to be a 'precipice', clearly expecting the rest of us to follow :shock:
So, over we went, like a bunch of lemmings, and I don't know about everyone else but I was praying that I'd survive :lol:
It was the hardest, and scariest, bit of ski-ing I have ever done. It was very steep, with rocks, and pockets of deep powder, and I can remember at one point jumping as high as I could so that I could pivot my skis around without hitting a rock (whilst still following everyone else in the same line).
And at one point I misjudged one of my bouncy powder turns and catapulted forwards (luckily not hitting a rock) and landed flat on my face in a pile of powder and everyone had to wait whilst I cleaned my glasses.
And when we eventually got back onto a piste I was so relieved, until I started laughing at myself because I realized that we were on a black mogully piste, but even that was a relief. Surprisingly enough, I managed to ski down this okay, although one member of our class found it so difficult that he was about to take off his skis and walk until our instructor stopped him.
And afterwards, back in the apartment, I was telling my friend all about our morning exploits and how we'd skied down a precipice, and my daughter said I was talking total nonsense and it hadn't been at all difficult.
So, during the afternoon, whilst I stuck to blue runs in 1650 with my friend, her son and my daughter went back to the Creux Noirs and took these photos (to prove to me how flat and easy it had been). They didn't do the off-piste section at the beginning of course (because they knew I wouldn't allow them off-piste on their own) but they went down the piste and took a photo of the side of the piste (which was all tracked out by then because a load of people saw where our instructor had taken us off the piste and had followed us).
I have to admit that the photos do make it look a lot easier than I remember it, and the 'precipice' seems to have disappeared :lol:
Here are the photos:



