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Les Arcs - long, long and very Black... with a pitch that steepens as you descend.
Glorious in fresh snow but when the snow is tired it sucks you in; almost always good at the top (which you can clearly see from the chair up) but the last quarter can be iced up moguls the size of small cars.
And you always seem to hit them at exactly that point when your legs are crying to give up and the adrenalin of the top section can no longer mask the pain in your thighs. :cry:
Absolutely love it though. :D