Bravery?

I took three beginner skiers to Mt. Rose by myself. Some called it bravery. It was more likely stupidity.

Cayben forgot how to ski from last year. I'm sure it will come back quickly, but for today, he couldn't ski on his own. Embrie had never been alpine skiing before today. Solee has skied once, and she's three.

Embrie's first time making snow angels & first time skiing.

I took turns skiing with one kid at a time while the others waited. It was a beautifully sunny day, so the kids didn't mind waiting and playing in the snow. It actually went really well for a while.

Then Solee said she was ready to go home. Cayben said he was done too. Embrie wanted to go down one more time, but this time she wanted to ride "Flying Jenny" a conveyor belt up a small hill. Cayben and Solee agreed to wait.

I should have trusted my instinct at this point and just went home. Instead I took Embrie up Flying Jenny.

That's one worn out boy.

By the time we were ready to go, the kids were tired and hungry. Walking UP to our Jeep in poofy clothes and ski boots while trying to carry skis was a difficult task. We had some serious melt downs, but we lived to tell about it, so all is well.

So many stairs to walk up to get to our Jeep. This is just part of them.