Life in a nutshell, 'cos it's better if you're nuts!
Chamonix is a living geography lesson. It’s the one where the teacher was talking about moraines, eskers and U-shaped valleys, if you remember it.
A trip up to the top of the scarily tall looking mountain that overlooks Chamonix. Thankfully, the resident Bond villain was out.
We started the day in the home of champagne and needed to get to the home of, well, I’m not sure. The first Winter Olympics. That should be enough to convince you.
Two days for the price of one here. We’d heard bad things about trying to get into the ferry terminal, so we set off the night before and stayed nearby.
A week of going up and down mountains and rediscovering school geography lessons, especially the ones about mountains and glaciers.
Masses of geocache hunting with some events thrown in for good measure.
Caching in a forest in moderately bad weather, because there was an event on.
Five go mad in Valenciennes. Except there were only four of us. Unless you include the ukelele.