The nearby town of Sixt-fer-a-Cheval, has a lift and piste down from Flaine.
We would drive to the lift and then make our way up the piste and see how far we would get.
There was a sprinkling of snow from overnight, and with the piste being closed, it was quite pleasant skinning up.
We followed the track as it wound up the slope, following the side of the river. Finally it straightened up and the slope eased up, heading towards the lake. We ended up at the Chalet de Gers, a restaurant in the ski season, but now closed.
A bite to eat outside, and a quick look at the frozen lake, then we started back down the track, in the clouds, as we dropped the weather turned more to rain.
Down at the bottom the snow that had been there in the morning had vanished and the piste was a patchwork of icy drifts. the rain had washed away all the snow from overnight, and we were down to gravel in places.A good workout, on a day that we would have otherwise spend staring out the windows of the gite.