We went skiing for the every first time today! Grandma got Colin and CJ season passes to Sierra. It’s gonna be a ski filled year as long as we don’t get any pineapple express rainstorms that wipe out the 10′ of snow that has piled up in the last week.
I plucked the boys out of school at 11AM and we were in the lift line by 12:30. Luckily, there really wasn’t any lift line. We zipped right on. My goal was to get down the mountain three times. The first trip down, it kinda looked like I may not achieve my goal since it was two on one, me trying to teach them both to ski. It wasn’t going well.
Then I finally took their poles away and it went WAY better from there. Skis and poles were just too much for them to worry about. Once the poles were out of the equation we only had to worry about skis. I ditched the poles by the lodge and we all three skied without. The first few trips down they both clung to me and I skied while they got the feel of it. It’s kinda hard to ski with a 53 pound weight on your right leg and a 63 pound weight on your left leg! This is what it looked like:
After awhile CJ got a little more confident and stopped clinging to me. He didn’t make it down the hill ever without a few good falls but he made some wonderful progress. I think we got about 9 runs in. I quit counting at 7 and I think we had two more after that. Colin hung on to me all day and that was fine. He says he isn’t going to try to ski by himself until he is six, but I have a feeling I will be skiing with just my own weight to worry about by the time we finish our next day… which is likely to be next Sunday.
