After Christmas, my husband and I went downhill skiing at Nakiska Mountain Resort with my brothers (who were both snowboarding). Between pregnancies and babies too young to leave with grandparents, I go skiing about once every three years. I decided this was the year and we’d better hit the hill. We had a lovely sunny day with a great view from the top of the hill:
My twin brother is an avid snowboarder with a season’s pass at a local hill, so his job was “tour guide” on the mountain (aka, please help us less experienced skiers / boarders get down the hill without killing ourselves). He’s a heavy duty mechanic and his Snap-on jacket made him easy to find on the hill:
My husband got me a new Samsung Galaxy S5 phone for Christmas. (I told him that if I was going to go mobile, I wanted matching devices so it’d be easier to learn how to use them.) I had fun taking pictures, including, of course, a selfie:
By noonish, I was getting back into the rhythm of sliding down the hill. I’d figured out a few runs that I enjoyed, and learned which run to avoid. By then the hill was starting to get busier:
I had fun watching the little kids flying down the mountain. It made me wish we’d brought Sunshine with us and put her into ski lessons (maybe next year). I didn’t go downhill skiing until I was an adult, so I’d like to take the girls skiing while they are young enough to learn faster than I did.
We left mid-afternoon and enjoyed the scenery on the drive home in the Jeep (which we’ve put back on the road):
Traffic slowed down for a herd of mountain sheep by the road, including this brave (or stupid) ram who decided he wanted some salt:
Do you enjoy skiing or snowboarding? Were you able to fit some recreation in this Christmas holiday?