Snow Skiing
Dale and I met at Cal State LA when I was talking to friends about a ski trip. Dale joined the conversation and we left the building together. We have never figured out what happened to our friends after that.
We went snow skiing for our honeymoon and started our kids skiing at a young age. The ski trips were good family times, exploring new trails, picnics on the snow, and lots of teasing mostly from the boys who would yell from the chair lifts “mom what took you so long”.
Dale and I had to stop skiing after the downturn we experienced with the farm and then the boys got rid of our skis when the new design of shorter skis proved to be the new wave. They even got rid of my beloved Lange racing boots.
About two years ago, when we had started going to the gym, I decided that I really wanted to get back into skiing. I also thought that it would be good to take our grandkids, especially Elias. Elias has a visual problem and I thought that skiing might give him some extra confidence and possibly help with depth perception. Dale and I were a little apprehensive but decided that if skiing wasn’t fun for the grandkids then we would just not worry about it but go by ourselves.
We initially took the 4 grandkids to a local ski area, Shirley Meadows. This is an area we would ski at with our boys on occasions. We belonged to the Bakersfield Ski Club and would work at Shirley Meadows on occasion in exchange for tickets. We had our boys take early lessons from Andy an instructor who also belonged to the club.
We were so surprised when we went in to sign the grandkids up for an initial lesson and there was Andy. So Andy, who taught our boys, now 30 years later, gave our grandkids a lesson. That first day the grandkids were slow but really had fun. By the 2nd and 3rd day they were all over the mountain. Last year we even had a ski weekend at Yosemite with Clayton and Jen.
Yesterday we went up to Shirley Meadows for our 1st ski outing for the year. The kids were a little apprehensive that they wouldn’t remember how to ski. I assured them that even after not skiing for about 15 years I was able to get right back on skis and take off down the hills. Even on rental skis.
Kids started off a little slow but after one run they were right back in form; all over the hills, moguls and steep slopes. Even Christabel came in at one point so proud that she had skied on the hardest slope and didn’t have a problem.
Kids slept all the way home, and after a movie were back to sleep. What a way to enjoy the great outdoors.
Dale and I met at Cal State LA when I was talking to friends about a ski trip. Dale joined the conversation and we left the building together. We have never figured out what happened to our friends after that.
We went snow skiing for our honeymoon and started our kids skiing at a young age. The ski trips were good family times, exploring new trails, picnics on the snow, and lots of teasing mostly from the boys who would yell from the chair lifts “mom what took you so long”.
Dale and I had to stop skiing after the downturn we experienced with the farm and then the boys got rid of our skis when the new design of shorter skis proved to be the new wave. They even got rid of my beloved Lange racing boots.
About two years ago, when we had started going to the gym, I decided that I really wanted to get back into skiing. I also thought that it would be good to take our grandkids, especially Elias. Elias has a visual problem and I thought that skiing might give him some extra confidence and possibly help with depth perception. Dale and I were a little apprehensive but decided that if skiing wasn’t fun for the grandkids then we would just not worry about it but go by ourselves.
We initially took the 4 grandkids to a local ski area, Shirley Meadows. This is an area we would ski at with our boys on occasions. We belonged to the Bakersfield Ski Club and would work at Shirley Meadows on occasion in exchange for tickets. We had our boys take early lessons from Andy an instructor who also belonged to the club.
We were so surprised when we went in to sign the grandkids up for an initial lesson and there was Andy. So Andy, who taught our boys, now 30 years later, gave our grandkids a lesson. That first day the grandkids were slow but really had fun. By the 2nd and 3rd day they were all over the mountain. Last year we even had a ski weekend at Yosemite with Clayton and Jen.
Yesterday we went up to Shirley Meadows for our 1st ski outing for the year. The kids were a little apprehensive that they wouldn’t remember how to ski. I assured them that even after not skiing for about 15 years I was able to get right back on skis and take off down the hills. Even on rental skis.
Kids started off a little slow but after one run they were right back in form; all over the hills, moguls and steep slopes. Even Christabel came in at one point so proud that she had skied on the hardest slope and didn’t have a problem.
Kids slept all the way home, and after a movie were back to sleep. What a way to enjoy the great outdoors.
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