Andreas Hofer trots past some porky slope guardians during an eventful tour in the mountains of Corsica. The taxi driver thought it the most natural thing that I’d come to Corsica to ski. “You should have been here last week – we had a metre of fresh snow” he said, with the demeanour of an expert skier. “Our mountains re magnificent.” He indicated the landscape through the windscreen with wide-spread arms, not bothered about the hairpin bend we were fast approaching. Nothing seemed to surprise this Corsican. But then, nothing much surprises the average Corsican anyway. Just read the French comic book Asterix in Corsica and you’ll see what I mean… Continue Reading