As the French ski season resumes for British tourists, Hannah Stephenson A family Paradiski
Finds La Plagne a cool choice for families who need to reconnect
I’m trying to remember at what age our children started losing interest in coming on holiday with us. Interrailing to exciting cities, or weeks in the sun-soaked clublands of Zante and Ayia Napa, seemed more tempting to my son Will and daughter Grace in their late teens, when the thought of spending leisure time with their parents left them reaching for the tequila shots.
We wondered if skiing would tempt them back to a holiday with the old fogies. Now France has reopened to British tourists, there’s been an avalanche of bookings – but there are still holidays available for those who don’t want to miss this year’s season.
We first introduced them to skiing when they were seven and eight.
Back then, they didn’t care about the accommodation, the food or entertainment, so absorbed were they in the prospect of snow-ploughing down any slope they could tackle, and enjoying chips, crepes and hot chocolate on the mountain at lunchtime.
But how would they feel holidaying with their parents aged 20 and 21? Indifferent, was the immediate knee-jerk reaction, until a suggestion of skiing prompted them to pause TikTok and jump at the offer.
They’re both single, love sports and get on well, so it seemed an ideal chance to reconnect. This is how we came to be in Belle Plagne – shortly before the first lockdown in 2020, when no masks or health passes were required unlike today’s restrictions (en. la-plagne.com/coronavirus-information).
It was a resort we’d visited as a family years ago, when, as little ones swamped in oversized salopettes and brightly coloured ski jackets, the kids were duly enrolled in ski school. But they had more fun in the afternoons with us, taking on easier blues before progressing, with great gusto and zero fear, to the reds. Belle Plagne is among 11
self-sufficient base villages which make up La Plagne, in the southeastern region of Savoie in the western Alps and dominated by Mont Blanc.
Each village is its own ski-in ski-out mini resort. If you don’t want the hassle of carrying skis to buses to get to the lifts, as we didn’t when the kids were little, La Plagne is ideal.
With six resorts at high altitude of 1,800m and above – Plagne Aime 2000, Belle Plagne, Plagne Soleil, Plagne Bellecote, Plagne Centre and Plagne 1800 – the season can run to the end of April and it’s an intermediate’s paradise.
Its vast terrain and lift network enables you to ski to a variety of villages, while the Vanoise Express cable car connects to Les Arcs, forming the vast “Paradiski” ski area with La Plagne, incorporating a total of 425km of slopes and 264 pistes.
As an inter-generational group, our holiday expectations were flipped on their head a little. Eleven years ago, there were times when we grown-ups yearned to escape for a bit of serious apres-ski to sample the Savoie beers and local wine. Now, we’d rather enjoy a leisurely raclette with a bottle of local red in front of a fire before bed, turning in as the kids get ready to go out.
On the slopes, I felt we would be more in sync.
We had a family lesson on the first morning to get our ski legs back. It had been some years since the children had skied, whereas I’d been for many years, rather confident in my ability, trying to ignore my advancing age and diminishing fitness levels.
We met our ESF instructor, Jean-Louis, on the slope outside the Hotel Belle Plagne 2100. While I reminisced nostalgically about those early days of family ski holidays, corralling the kids down the nursery slopes as they attempted snowploughs, lifting them up and dusting them off as they tumbled, today’s reality turned out differently.
Within an hour, Will and Grace had found their ski legs. By lunchtime they were waiting for us at the foot of each slope.
The digital revolution had not been lost on La Plagne since our last visit. There were mobile charging boxes and digital maps on the mountain to indicate which runs were open.
A handy app, Yuge (paradiski. com/yuge/?lang=en), will locate the busiest slopes, give waiting times for lifts, offer route suggestions and track your position in real time, which is handy if you get lost.
While once we may have nudged ourselves away from a familyorientated spa, fearing our young children would disrupt the peaceful ambience by practising their dive-bombing skills in the pool, now they’re older the four of us were able to venture to the adults-only section of the Deep Nature Bains and Spa La Plagne (deepnature.fr/en/ spa-la-plagne-bainset-spa) in Belle Plagne. We quietly soothed our aching muscles in an almost deserted outdoor 35C heated pool and Jacuzzis, ventured into the sauna, and sampled a cup of herbal tea in a relaxation room overlooking the mountains.
It was one of many moments on the trip when none of us were looking at our phones.
In nearby Montchavin Les Coches, you can take up ski sophrology, reputedly a fresh, more serene approach to learning to ski, which encourages you to be at one with nature and fuel positivity.
And what about the social reconnection? As parents, we may be too old for the late-night circuit, but as a family we found cool hangouts.
Catching the double-decker Vanoise Express cable car to Les Arcs one day, we skied down to La Folie Douce (lafoliedouce.com), a hipster party addition to the chain of French mountain restaurants, complete with DJs, singers, acrobats and dancers. It was like an upmarket Ibiza, but colder.
You won’t find anything like this in Belle Plagne, but there were several less showy but equally eclectic apres-ski bars for the four of us. And they both had happy hours with beers starting from around €3. A true bonus.
We drank local beer at La Tete Inn, a ski instructors’ pint-sized hideaway where milk vats have been turned into bar stools, and sampled the artisan cider at Bar Cheyenne.
I hope we are all skiing together a decade from now, even if by then my children have their own families and I am once again negotiating snowploughs – with the next generation.