Adventures in Skiing

Well, we decided to go skiing on Wednesday because Heather was going to go with her YW/YM group, and the rest of us didn't want to be left out. So even though they eventually decided not to go (they couldn't get enough of the girls in on it, and they heard it was really icy), we decided that we were going to brave the supposed icy conditions of the mountain and enjoy a day of skiing. And I don't have pictures because we accidentally left the camera in the car.

So when we got there we found out that the mountain was sorta icy, and warm. We all had to leave a layer of clothing in the car because we are used to it snowing and being only 8 degrees. that seems to happen every time we go, with the exception of this time. But there was a reason for it being so warm. It seems that there is a gigantic air inversion hovering over our heads. We looked at White Pass last night and they were 51 degrees at the summit and only 31 at the base. That is what it was like on Bluewood as well.

So we started skiing and having as much fun as you can when you are skiing on ice and having to wait for people to make it to where you are waiting, just so you can ski another 100 ft and do the same thing again, to be fair it was an even mixture of waiting for Heather, Ryan, and Bryson, I'm OK at keeping up with mom, dad usually stayed at the back behind the stragglers. We all had our share of falling on the ice, because it would grab your ski's and shove them one way while you went the other. So we are all nursing sore muscles and slightly sore legs but we can't complain at all compared to Bryson.

He was learning to snowboard the hard way, take the lift up and go down the "easiest" green slope that Bluewood has. Well after he biffed it hard a couple of times, he really injured some of his abdominal muscles, and was hauled down the rest of the hill by ski patrol. (This was about 3:30 in the afternoon and we had been on the mountain since 11:30 that morning, and Bluewood closes at 4 so we practically skied the whole day). But he tore or pulled some muscles and was hurting pretty bad, so we packed up and went home. He laid around in dad's chair and slept for a while, and ended up sleeping in the recliner because his stomach hurt more when he laid out flat vs reclining. But he is feeling better now, he just has to watch what he does or he is going to strain those muscles all over again and will be really hurting.

So that was a first for all of us, really icy slopes and run ins with the ski patrol. It's always an adventure going skiing up there. anyone who says other wise, is not paying attention.