We went to Ruidoso skiing again this year. The first day the boys went to the Kiddie Corral again (this is the last year they'll be eligible--next year they'll be too old). And the next day, for the boys' birthday, Gransan got them private lessons!
For an hour. Which is not enough time to learn how to ski. Meaning that Mom and Dad had to spend the rest of the day skiing with two 6-year-olds who cannot ski. On a mountain that was overly crowded for spring break.
We would spend 15 minutes on the bunny slope working up a huge sweat, then over an hour in the lift line in the sun letting that sweat drip down our backs while the boys whined.
It was so exhausting that when we got up on the third day (which was to be our last day skiing), Cort was ready to give up and pack it in. I argued that we were here, and we should just go. Cort disagreed. He kept saying, what are the chances that this will be the day that they actually get it?
Well, it was! Obviously, I won that battle and we headed up the mountain mid-morning. I'm not sure how it happened, but on a trip up the chairlift with Charlie I started trying to explain to him about keeping weight on the downhill ski, shifting your weight to turn, etc. He really is a good listener and takes instruction well. On that run, he suddenly got it! After a few more, he had it down. (By "had it down," I don't really mean that he was a great skiier, but at least he got it, and was more or less in control.)
Joe took a few trips longer, and didn't get quite as independent, but by the end of the day, he was unquestionably skiing as well.
Thank goodness. Because these guys really need to be able to ski by themselves before we add another two trainees to the bunch!
We would spend 15 minutes on the bunny slope working up a huge sweat, then over an hour in the lift line in the sun letting that sweat drip down our backs while the boys whined.
It was so exhausting that when we got up on the third day (which was to be our last day skiing), Cort was ready to give up and pack it in. I argued that we were here, and we should just go. Cort disagreed. He kept saying, what are the chances that this will be the day that they actually get it?
Well, it was! Obviously, I won that battle and we headed up the mountain mid-morning. I'm not sure how it happened, but on a trip up the chairlift with Charlie I started trying to explain to him about keeping weight on the downhill ski, shifting your weight to turn, etc. He really is a good listener and takes instruction well. On that run, he suddenly got it! After a few more, he had it down. (By "had it down," I don't really mean that he was a great skiier, but at least he got it, and was more or less in control.)
Joe took a few trips longer, and didn't get quite as independent, but by the end of the day, he was unquestionably skiing as well.
Thank goodness. Because these guys really need to be able to ski by themselves before we add another two trainees to the bunch!
The skiiers of the family
Skiing brothers
Enjoying a hot chocolate break
I may need to work on my suncreen application technique
Ski trainees in waiting - they didn't get to come up the mountain, but there was plenty of snow to play in anyway
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