Another Transfer Day

I went to bed with the intention of getting to sleep early but couldn’t quite find the right frame of mind as the day’s events were running through my head. I dropped off eventually.

It was an early start to the day at 0630, the guests all made the bus which departed shortly after 0715. I’m starting to get used to the rotation of the weeks. After waving them all goodbye, including our good friend John, we got to work. I helped upstairs for a while and confused them as I kept doing the wrong thing so I went out and started the van up.

It took quarter of an hour to complete this simple task. On cold and early mornings the battery doesn’t tend to perform as it should. Adam and I jump started it off the external battery which has come in very useful so far. The engine roared with a little extra ooh la-la. I headed off to Geneva at about 1000 for an 1140 pick up; so in plenty of time. As nothing ever runs smoothly, the traffic was almost at a stand still even before Sallanches (the nearest motorway junction and large town) and once on the motorway I queued for nearly an hour. Well the pick up went fine, even if I was a little late, and the run back was perfect with no hold ups whatsoever. On return to the chalet I hastily grabbed a McDo and headed out to the rental shop at 1600.

Champfort Sports, as it is called, was rammed! They ran out of nearly everything! There were no boots, skis, poles nor helmets by the time everyone had departed with their gear.

The evening went quickly and I came to bed just after the last but one guest did at about 1030.