Who needs snow? family fun and fromage in the French Alps

With a wide choice of ways to throw yourself down a mountainside, the ski resort of La Clusaz makes a perfect summer playground

Squeezed into a rental hatchback, our family of four are climbing up and up into the mountains. We pass fields and farms and small towns. The rock face comes closer and the switchbacks get faster until at last we pull up outside Les Grandes Alpes apartments, and my green-faced son flings open the car door to be copiously sick. I bet this wasn’t how Roger Moore announced his arrival in the Alps. Still, we’re here, after a 17-hour journey by train and car, and it feels good to stand breathing fresh mountain air and craning our necks at the snow-capped peaks of the Aravis massif.

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