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Ski trips shouldn’t just focus on the adventures that take place on the mountain. There is much more to skiing than sliding, gliding, and making turns on snow. During my escapes to adventure ski around the world, I astutely learned that some of the best adventures are experienced during the exploration of surrounding villages and their communities of soulful mountain cured people. France was no exception. Here’s the story of a late-night in La Grave.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Backcountry Ski. Party. Repeat.<\/h4>\n\n\n\n

It was 2:15 AM as we stumbled out of the K2 Pub in La Grave, France. My backcountry partner, Eric \u201cMC Ric Riggler<\/a>\u201d Rhea, had just finished slaying the La Grave locals with a melodic freestyle rap set. Earlier in the night, we’d met a strong athletically built Englishmen at the tavern. He insisted that all 6 of us brothers (African Americans) have a final drink with him at his home in La Grave. After 2 days of skinning and charging on La Meije<\/a>, we all felt like the human embodiments of a burnt cigarette. But, nonetheless, we tagged along. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Serendipitously, the Englishmen had a very similar name as Tele Mike Russell: Michael Russell Turner. Michael Russell Turner is a world-renowned mountaineer; a famous daredevil derelict of the highest merit. Michael led us through the M.C. Esher maze of staircases to get to his chateau. We were elated that we did not have to climb the icy cobblestone streets of La Grave which almost required crampons and an ice axe to self-arrest a foreboding drunken misstep that will result in a season-ending slide for life.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n