We all know all about FOMO, the fear that, elsewhere, something better is happening and you should be there. But why isn't there a phrase for the fear everyone else is missing out on something great here? FEEIMOOSGH? I'm not sure it'll make any trending lists any time soon but it's a fairly accurate description of how I feel while out on the empty slopes at the moment.
While the forecast for Sunday wasn't stellar, it was far from terrible and a look round the webcams in the morning showed lifting clouds and few queues. At Grands Montets, the somewhat depleted roster of lifts meant that the few skiers who'd turned up were lapping the Herse chair. So we headed straight for the home run. Normally in April, you experience Pierre a Ric at the end of the day, after above zero temperatures, strengthening sun and hundreds of skiers have had their way with the piste and cut it up.