Up for an 8.30 breakfast and then a short walk to get our ski passes. Unfortunately there were quite a few other people doing the same, so there was a bit of a queue.

By 10.30 though we were back at the hotel and putting on our skis.  Not going to lie, I was feeling a tad nervous having not skied for 6 years.

The weather was fab, sun out and bright blue skies, temperature a bit under zero just perfect conditions.

After 2 hours skiing we had taken 5 chairlifts and 1 drag lift and completed 4 ski runs, clocking up just under 8 miles.

The slopes were unreal, there is hardly anyone around and for those few lifts only a handful of people queuing if anyone at all.

We headed back to the bottom of the slope by our hotel and had some refreshments, chips and a cake whilst sitting in the sun before heading off for the afternoon session. 

We took another 3 chairlifts and skied 3 more runs, a further 5 miles, so 13 miles for our first day (we thought we’d take it easy for the first day!).

We popped into the bar for a drink (yes I broke my not drinking alcohol) before heading back to the room to shower, change and have a read before dinner.

Dave realised Arsenal were playing on the TV in the bar so he headed down early to watch them win 5-1 against Man City. 

Dinner was in the hotel tonight, perfect timing once the footie had finished.

After a very nice meal of duck and venison (sorry Fizz) we went back to our room to plan our ski for tomorrow.