My memories of Bourg St M are mixed. Back in the 80s I took a gf skiing to Val D with my ski club. She was a good skier but half way through our 2 week holiday she broke her leg badly and ended up in Bourg hospital. Result was I skied in the AM then hitched down the mountain every lunchtime to spend the afternoon hospital visiting before hitching back early evening. Day 2 I got picked up by a local at La Daille and he agreed to pick me up every day at the same time. Drove like an utter loony in his Golf.
GF flew home alone after 12 days in hospital. Eventually I married her. I’ve never stayed in Val D since as that experience emotionally scarred me, although I’ve passed through in summer walking the GR5.
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