Okay, so we’re not skiing here, we’re picnicking. In 28 degree weather. It was actually pretty cozy, thanks to the heaters we dragged over to our table and turned on full blast. We weren’t allowed to bring our wheelbarrow full of food into the lodge, so we had to eat outside.
Now we’re skiing. Snow Basin actually has an awesome Learn It to Earn It program, wherein you pay for three or four ski lessons and once you’ve completed them, you get a season pass. The lessons were pretty reasonably priced for cheapskates like us—I think Blythe’s lesson cost the most at 65 bucks, even though he was the youngest—or perhaps BECAUSE he was the youngest.
He had to be brought out to the slopes as follows:
I think his teacher stuck him here so she could keep tabs on him until he had his skis on. He kept running off before the lesson—he was told to go use the bathroom and didn’t want to, but then he decided he DID want to and barricaded himself inside the men’s bathroom. The other kids and Julio were already on the slopes, so guess who had to go in after him? (It’s a good thing I don’t spook easily.)
The kid turned out to be a pretty quick learner and was taking the little bumps and obstacle course on the bunny hill on his own in no time. He even learned how to bring himself to a stop, without running into other people. He perfected the fall-on-your-side method of stopping.
The other kids enjoyed their lessons—they seemed to like crash landing as much as the actual skiing.
We had a great day—the kids and our friends on the slopes, me and the baby taking pictures from the lodge. By the time the resort closed, it was time for a nap….
and a bath back at the hotel.
We had so much fun on this trip—even had time to grab dinner at a Mexican joint with another friend before heading home for Idaho (but I failed to take pictures of that event. Darn it! Oh well, next time!)
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