Copy link Copied Copy link Copied Subscribe to gift this article Gift 5 articles to anyone you choose each month when you subscribe. Already a subscriber? Login “I don’t want to ski anywhere else again,” I tell my brother, as we hop off the cable car at the summit of Mont Vallon, the highest point in Méribel. We are 2952 metres above sea level, surrounded by snow-capped peaks and taking in the uninterrupted view of the impressive Gébroulaz glacier.
I’ve been lucky enough to ski in the Alps several times over the years at resorts such as Chamonix, Val d’Isère and Lech; there’s something different about Méribel I can’t quite put my finger on. Les Trois Vallées offers almost 600 kilometres of skiable terrain. After a few hours of skiing in the glorious winter sun, it becomes glaringly obvious.
The ski runs are seriously long – certainly longer than I’m used to – and I am racking up some impressive kilometres. As someone used to waiting for up to 30 minutes in Australian lift queues, it’s a welcome change of pace. Méribel sits smack bang in the middle of Les Trois Vallées – the world’s largest ski area, boasting a 600-kilometre network of 342 ski runs spanning seven separate resorts: Val Thorens, Les Menuires, Courchevel, Saint-Martin-de-Belleville, Brides-les-Bains, Orelle and Méribel.
The writer and his brother Tom, right, enjoy a day on the slopes. That can sound overwhelming. But unlike some of its rival destinations, the resorts of L.
