France is fast growing a negative reputation amongst Brits these days, but it’s probably in part due to being so close and familiar. In truth it holds some of the best mountains not just in the Alps, but in the world. And March is the perfect time to visit.

February in frog land is a nightmare, all of Europe’s half terms seem to combine together to create hell week-after-hell week, but as soon as it’s over the mountains are transformed back into serenity and bliss.

In good seasons and up high it’s more than likely that you’ll get to score some powder, even if it’s accessed by splitboarding, and with over 200 resorts to choose from you’ll there’s always a few more lines to be had.

On the flip side, if there really is no pow, there will be slush, and France is the best place to charge round with a crew get wild in the wet stuff. A ‘relaxed’ attitude to on piste safety means you can get away with pretty much anything, and the renowned ‘danger parks’ are now to soft to do any real damage; if you go in with the right mindset France can be heaven.