Having done half a day on skis 10 years ago, I was a little apprehensive as to how it might work out for the both of us. But Mum did great :) 
Getting the snow plough down.
I had a go too. Only had one tumble. After we called in to see my sister and nephew again after. For it was my last day in France for a while.
My Nephew was born in a town down by Lake Leman. 
We went Avoriaz and skiied around the French-Swiss border. It was a great day for pictures. 
This is the town of Avoriaz, It is a bit strange looking. Eastern block style I thought, apparantly it was designed to look like the mountains... Hmmm 
From Les Mossettes (one of the higher points) you can see Mont Blanc. The highest mountain in Europe. 
The ascent got a bit more challenging after the tarn.
A couple of days before we would have needed snow shoes, axes, crampons and ropes to get up to here, and on.
Beinn Eighe is an awesome monroe, from the top you can just make out the east coast, while the west coast and lochs are in plain view.
Looking at the west side of the Atlantic over the saddle we ascended.
The way down was a bit tricky too with drifts of half melted snow to cross, beautiful day!
Its hard to get a scale on these hills, they are smaller up close than you would think, impressive nevertheless.
The land here is very barren Torridonian sandstone.
Not hard to imagine this whole area covered up in the last ice age. 
The hill was not the easiest of walks either, the rock is quite crumbly. 
The coast has some cool fjords too, mostly to the north.
There are a couple of hostels and holiday cottages a few miles up into the valley to stay in.
There was a pretty big snowfall earlier in the week that left some really nice snow on the mountains.
Around Loch Affric, are some of the remnants of the ancient Caledonian forest, the Scotts pine is a beautiful tree. 
The warm weather was causing the snow to melt quickly. This trail was pretty deep in melt water, one spot we had to wade through some fast moving ice water, Brrrrr.
The Red Deer is pretty impressive too, almost the size of Elk. They like the taste of young Scotts Pine.
The next morning I went round Stokesay 13th century fortified manor house, just a few houses down the road.
It was pretty cold and a few flakes of snow fell just before Dad took my for a ride on his new Kawisaki.