“I’m in love with Montana. For other States I have admiration, respect, recognition, even some affection. But with Montana it is love. And it’s difficult to analyze love when you’re in it”. – John Steinbeck
I have always loved mountains for as long as I can remember. Starting at the mere age of three, I begin skiing with my parents which over the years blossomed into a life long love of downhill skiing. Today, decades later I’m in my parents boots and am skiing with my own children. It is quite a joy to see them go down the hill and develop the same love of the mountains and great outdoors as I have.
This week we are in Big Sky, Montana for our first-ever family ski trip. We’re here for an entire week of Spring skiing and you couldn’t ask for better weather. It has been absolutely brilliant. Bursting mountain blue sky, bright, joyous sunlight and deliciously soft, silky snow. What more could you ask for than a stint enjoying Big Sky’s bliss? Not much in my opinion.
In the morning, we signed our kids up for ski lessons so we could have a nice three hour ski date. Here is what we saw…
The conditions were wonderful albeit slightly hot for skiing. But no matter. It was simply stunning outside. I convinced my husband to take the gondola up to the very top. Little did he know what he was getting into…the only way down was a black or double black diamond.
But the views on top were out of this world!
We took the double black diamond face. It was steep, but wow what a ride!!! I screamed the whole way down and pat myself on the back for being able to do a double black at 41! Woohoo!
I did a few runs on the “big” mountains with six-year-old Sophia and she was certainly proud that she could do it, as was I.
Then it was time to head back. The feet and legs were sore. Thankfully we had a few more hours of gorgeous sunlight to soak in and relax. Wow, what a day!
Stay tuned….I’m not checking comments or reading blogs this week while I’m here in Montana but will be playing catching up when I return next week.