I'd also like to take this opportunity to announce that this time around - we had the entire family on skis!
I must admit that our first-timer was a bit cautious when first clipped-in, but within twenty minutes he was a lean-mean-skiing-machine. Those tooth-pick sized poles were almost cuter than I could bear.
The weather was absolutely gorgeous up at the snow park - an Obery Family must for snow play. The kids didn't need to wear their heavy coats and we all wore sunscreen & sunglasses. The snow was a bit icy in places which caused a few falls now and then, but overall we could not complain.
I took one fall which left me a bit sore the next day. I foolishly went down a curved slope - not realizing that the slope curved again and continued another 30 yards. It was the exact out-of-control, total abandon-of-logic, chaotic-movement that I would never tolerate in my day-to-day life. I got a face full of snow and a fit of giggles. My son called it "epic" -- Thank you very much.
And on the subject of falling: my graceful, always-in-control- of-his-muscles husband and I stood along the trail talking as the kids played in the meadow between us and our neighbors when suddenly..... his skis and poles began flailing up-and-down and side-to-side as he lost his balance on a bit of icy snow. Almost twelve years of marriage and I've never seen this man fall. It was totally worth the wait. He and I were laughing so hard I almost fell too.
My other posts have centered on where, when, and what is need for a successful family trip to the snow. In this post, I want to share the most important secret of all: the who. Take those you love - take those who make you laugh - take those who can carry you back to the parking lot if you twist an ankle.