We were able to take the fam up to Soda Springs for Joe's birthday! The conditions were finally right. Enough of a base but not too frigid. The big kids have only been one other time but they picked it back up pretty quick. Jono took them out in the morning and they totally conquered the bunny slopes.
I got to come out with them in the afternoon. And since they were doing so well I decided we should step it up to the next level. The Jerome Hill Express. It took us up a little higher but it still had a green trail we could take all the way down. Problem was you could only see blue and black slopes from the lift.
Abby was freaking out. Just a bit.
Here's her "mom, i'm cute but you can't be serious" look
They did well
for the moment.
Joe's reaction to skiing and crashing was "this is awesome!" Abby's was "help!!! i'm going to die!" which she said while laughing hysterically. I guess laughter is her coping mechanism. Good to know. After almost skiing onto a black trail and almost giving herself a heart attack, she resorted to sliding down the rest of the way on her boodie. Laughing and making pathetic jokes the whole time.
She was beyond relieved to get back to the good ol' White Pine lift.
For the last run of the day I challenged Joe to a race. Somehow he jumped on the lift ahead of me.
Not only did he have that little bit of head start but the lift mysteriously slowed down right before I got off. That's my story anyway. And I'm sticking to it. Because he was down the mountain before I had even turned around.
While the big kids were skiing, the littles got to sled their hearts out at the lodge.
Sled. Roll around in the snow.
Same kind of thing.
Fun times were had by all!