
Skiing with a Proper Timepiece
An utterly unnecessary but entirely fabulous guide to what belongs on your wrist at altitude — and why your Apple Watch should stay home.
The Chalant Society
Dispatches from the slopes, stories from the lodge, and chronicles of a life lived at altitude.

An utterly unnecessary but entirely fabulous guide to what belongs on your wrist at altitude — and why your Apple Watch should stay home.
The Negroni Sbagliato arrived at the Society by accident — as the best traditions do. A brief and entirely biased history of the drink that has ended more powder days than any weather system on record.

Hemingway skied badly, drank well, and wrote about both at considerable length. We named a glade after him anyway. A field report from the trees, where the powder is thigh-deep and the literary justifications are deeper still.

The first chair lifts at 8:47am. By 7:15am, a certain type of person is already in the queue. They are wearing race-fit suits. They have not eaten breakfast. A sympathetic but unsentimental portrait of the mountain’s most committed participants.
We gave the architects three instructions: no exposed concrete, no visible router cables, and the fireplace must be large enough to stand in comfortably. They achieved two and a half out of three.
At 2,800 metres, champagne behaves differently. Bubbles rise faster. Inhibitions follow suit. A cold-eyed examination of what a good bottle does to a good member once the lifts have stopped.
Once a month, when conditions allow and the valley is asleep, a single gondola departs without announcement. Attendance is by invitation only. The list is not published.