Ski Sunday, Monday, Tuesday…Arosa 2018

Dell’s Angels headed out to Switzerland at the start of February for a weeks skiing. The party made up of BuxtonMC members and a few extras headed with The Ski Company to the Hotel Basic in Arosa.


The ski area is made up of 43 lifts and 160km of runs, it is a a snowy paradise for beginner and intermediate skiers but with plenty of off piste potential. The last 3 similar trips had suffered from thin snow conditions but Switzerland had been blessed with good snow early in the season and a big dump a few weeks before we arrived meaning snow was not in short supply.

Piste Map


The skiing was excellent with conditions being well maintained by good piste bashing and cold conditions. Weather was changeable but the sun shone when it needed to.  The skiers broke up into small groups and explored the whole area including Adrian tempting Dec into some off piste adventures.

We only had a couple of casualties with Margot hurting her knee skiing on the first day and then Dick falling (on a bus) and hurting his ribs.


Evening were spent on quizzes, drinking and resting our weary bones. A nice social event was expensive Swiss pizza on the last evening


A cracking weekend… thanks to Dell for sorting it out once again with Gerry and the Ski Company

There was a loo with a view

Poo with a view

A ski through lean-to on the side of the mountain

La Gallerrie

And an easier route up Kinder than Grindsbrook

Easier than Grindsbrook

Winter Adventures

After missing out on the Wildboar Clough adventure the day before I wasn’t prepared to miss out again. So with J, Rob and Alan we headed up to Crowden Clough, meeting at the parking at 4ish.

Tooling up


After an uneventful though moist walk up we arrived at a formed if not awe inspiring icefall as dark struck










With Alan leading we all headed up. It wasn’t Rjukan, the ice was slushy in places, breaking off or non-existant in others. Just as we thought the fun was over the ice continued. Alan tested the waterproof-ness of his boots and trousers by breaking through the ice, we saw what must have been a very cold mouse and then had a traditional grit stone thug-out finish.


Only at the top did we realise we hadn’t actually planned a descent but made our way to Jacobs ladder (after a little confusion) and walked back down.

On the way down

All in all a great mini adventure after work…. you cant do this if you live in London can you.