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Sunday, 17 February 2013

St. Mortiz, Host 1928 & 1948





So from unpretentious “local hill” skiing in Grenoble to arguably the most pretentious ski area in the world. When I got St. Moritz, I got a call from James, who was standing in for the injured Mike, to say that he had emergency dental surgery that day, so I would have to explore this resort on my own. I quickly realized that luxury SUVs, designer ski suits and clothes are the norm here.  When skiing in St. Moritz, one can’t help but be taken aback by the natural beauty that surrounds you.  The town itself is idyllic, on the shores of a frozen lake.   St. Moritz is high so there are two things that I noticed: it’s cold ( a lot more so than other resorts in the alps) and it almost all above the tree line.  This translated into some of the best ski conditions I have experienced anywhere. Unlike, Chamrousse near Grenoble, the pistes were in pristine condition. It is almost all bowl skiing on red and blue runs, blacks seemed to black in name only.  If you love to carve down hard packed powder then St. Moritz is bliss.  There are some off piste opportunities too (within the ski area). I didn’t do any because my small skis quickly sunk far into the powder. 
                  
St. Moritz from 3300m


There are 3 ski areas covered on the Egmond St. Moritz pass.  The main area just above St. Moritz is called Corviglia with 33 runs. There are stunning views of the lake and some excellent long red runs.   Further down the valley on the opposite side is  Corvatsch with 21 runs you must take bus #6 to get to the cable car from St. Moritz.  The highest cable car goes to 3300m and from here you ski down a glacier.  I had a lot of fun on a red run to the far cable car station as well as the “black” run back to St. Moritz Bad.  This black run takes you to the Signalbahn cable car so two of the three areas are interlinked, well sort of – in one direction at least.   The third area, Diavolezza is small and out of the way. I was told, “It is not worth your time”.  So I didn’t go. 

The slopes are still pristine at noon!


For four days skiing it cost me €144, which isn’t too bad considering it is the most expensive resort.  One thing about the resort is that you must pay to park your car at the bottom of the lift, on the plus side there is an extensive shuttle bus system.  This works out well because it prevents the town becoming a mini-Monza like Cortina was.  However some of the shuttle buses run every half hour so try to get to the stop around the scheduled time to avoid long waits. 


St. Moritz is not your typical European resort.  For starters there were very few families and very few Brits; it was an older crowd.  I hardly heard English being spoken, it was mostly German, Italian, Russian and lord knows what else.   The standard of skiing was very good, I don’t think I saw many beginners and most people were of course wearing designer Descente or Spyder over-the-top some times fur trimmed ski wear.  At one T-bar the liftie said to me in an Italian accent, “Do you speak English?”   “I can tell because Americans Canadians and British are the only ones who wear jackets that are one colour (plain).  It’s better like that I think than the fancy jackets.”  I couldn’t argue with him there.  I got some good use of that jacket, it is 7 years old and I wear it skiing, my rain coat in town and my general jacket on canoe trips and it was still getting compliments (sort of) at St. Moritz of all places!   

My 7 year old MEC shell on the top of Corvatch 3300m


I used my go pro quite a bit on my favourite runs so some people could vicariously experience the trip.    I went to do the 1948 Downhill course, but disappointingly, it is no longer in use and permanently closed.  So I did the black run beside it instead and recorded it. St. Moritz was a good choice of venue to host the first full slate of Alpine events at the Olympics in 1948 (Garmisch only had Combined).  However, compared to modern day downhill courses (Val D’Isere comes to mind) the slopes here are quite forgiving.

That's not how I roll. 


Skiing Silver

So… my totally arbitrary rating. In Mike’s books this would definitely be gold.  I had two excellent days of skiing with no lift-lines, in superb sunny conditions, the third day I was suffering the effects of food poisoning – either from a dodgy cordon bleu made of mystery pork or chicken or a hillside pound saver lunch of dried sausage meat (I couldn’t spend 20 EUR on a burger and a drink and by hillside I mean in on the chairlift –15C weather isn’t conducive to a beside the piste lunch like Cortina).  The drawback is the variety, it is all bowl skiing, with no mogul runs, glades or forest runs.  The lift system near the town is good but the areas further from town (Corvatch and Diavolezza) have a large amount of surface lifts, and for some reason the Cable Car to 3300m at Corvatch was closed before 1430.  For the rating, I am going to have to go with Silver. In some ways it was similar skiing to Cortina, but the conditions were much better. It is a large area but a gold area would keep me captivated for a week, I am not sure St. Moritz could do this, but I am definitely impressed.  

Apres ski Silver

                  St. Moritz is truly a winter playground for the rich no mega rich.  On Friday there was a constant stream of private jets taking off and landing at the nearby airport. Unlike most other winter resorts where skiing is the thing to do, at St. Moritz skiing is one of the many things to do. This leads to relatively empty slopes but a variety of things to see if you don’t feel like skiing - most cost a lot of money or membership of some exclusive club but some don’t.  The lake, which apparently is frozen for 5 months of the year, lends itself to lots of these activities.  I saw lots of people cross country skiing on it, there was a 10 rink 5 on 5 ice hockey tournament, pleasure skating and uniquely outdoor curling.

St. Moritz Dorf


                  The numerous horses  going through town and BMW 7 series driving around town (not that it is that abnormal there) with various “VIPS” indicated that  “World Winter Polo Championships” were being played. Apparently this championship is contested by luxury brands and not countries, I saw Ralph Lauren lose to Cartier. I don’t know a thing about polo, but it was quite decadent sitting in the grand stand drinking gluwein and watching horses and riders chase a giant orange ball with the seemingly arbitrary penalty thrown in for good measure.  I must admit it was quite exciting to watch and at times quite fast and furious, unlike the other major event going on in town at the time.



This year St. Moritz, the home (or Wimbledon if you will) of bobsled and it was also hosting the World Bobsled Championships.  The track starts just outside the town centre and winds its way through the outskirts.  It is the original bobsled run and is entirely natural; no concrete or refrigeration.  According to Wikipedia, bobsled was invented by posh Britons staying at the local hotels and it quickly became an annual tradition.   The nearby Cresta Run is also famous and the home of luge.  At the hostel, I met the American Bobsled fan.  He is an accountant and frequent flyer expert. He travels the world collecting and spending miles.  Watching the bobsled is okay, but it is impossible to know who is doing well and who isn’t as the time difference is imperceptible. A video screen is essential the US Bobsled fan conceded to watching a bobsled race.

I get the impression that St. Moritz is to the world’s super-rich as Muskoka is to Toronto’s middle and upper classes; people go back year after year, generation after generation and know each other quite well.  I am sure it is an amazing off piste experience if you have the money.


St. Moritz Olympic Stadion

I went to the Olympic Stadion, and it looks much like it did in the photos from the 1928 and 1948 photos.  Other than that there is not much else in terms of historic Olympic infrastructure. ( I think the Cresta and Bob runs are the same, but they just melt every year!)  Just as an aside some of the early Olympic games had some pretty obscure sports, like ones you would find at summer camp.  In 1928 there was a competition of being pulled on skis by horses/ dogs called skijoring and also barrel jumping on skates, but no alpine skiing!  In 1948 two rival American Olympic Hockey teams showed up, confused organizers allowed one to play and the other to march in the opening ceremonies.

Skijoring 1928


It is tough to rate après ski here as I was on my own, but I get the feeling that to truly enjoy your time here you need a fist full of cash as things are, as expected, really expensive.

Overall Silver

St. Moritz is certainly an unforgettable experience.  The natural beauty of the place is amazing.  It has such high elevation and I wasn’t expecting -23C temperatures. Having said that in 1928 the 50km Nordic ski race started with an air temperature of 0C but finished with a temperature of 25C, so maybe the temperature is quite variable.   But the cold weather meant great conditions.   It may not be the best skiing in Europe, but it is very good.  There are so many things to do some of them exclusive and require membership to  club but most you can do with a fist full of Francs.  With a lot of people coming to just to hang out and be seen, the pistes were quiet.  North American skiers would be  surprised at how many surface lifts there were at the Corvatsch area.  St. Moritz is a host town that doesn’t flaunt it’s Olympic past, it doesn’t need to, it is already world famous.




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