It took 18 hours of travelling to get there, but as soon as our coach pulled into the welcome centre in Niseko we could tell we were in for a treat. From day one the snow didn’t stop falling and even the village roads had to be cleared constantly. Every morning there was at least a foot of fresh snow outside our door and it continued to fall all day to top up the (already powdery) piste. I’ve never seen so much snow!
Niseko is famed for its fluffy stuff, but I wasn’t quite expecting it to be so abundant. After venturing out of the gates to the un-groomed/un-patrolled areas there was no going back to the piste. Floating on the powder darting in and out of the trees (not to mention hugging the occasional trunk by accident), I couldn’t have been further away from the European resorts I have visited previously. Add to that no lift queues and fresh snow crab and king prawns for lunch and you’ve got the best days snowboarding I’ve ever had (if you don’t include trying to eat a bowl of rice with chopsticks)! To top it all off the slopes were open until 9pm every night so if you haven’t had your fill throughout the day, you can board by floodlight into the evening and try and beat your personal best speed on the empty piste on your way back down.