Made it to Mountain High this weekend to attempt snow sports. I have to admit, I was a complete failure on the snowboard (all 10 minutes I was attached to it - mostly laying down beside it.) However, I LOVED skiing. It was both terrifying and exciting. This was my first time attempting downhill skiing since my 6th grade church ski trip, so I was expecting the worst. My friend did not allow me to even attempt the bunny hill and instead we jumped right on the ski lift (terrifying) and headed up to the top of a beginning level run. Made it down that w/o falling and the next thing I knew we were at the top of the mountain. See picture on right. To the right and left were both black diamond runs and the one in the middle was an intermediate level. We made it about 50 yards down the intermediate run and my friend re-injured her ACL. She had torn it almost exactly 1 year prior and had hoped that her knee brace would save it this time. Not so much. So after waiting about an hour for ski patrol to take her off the mountain I was now stuck at the top with nowhere to go but down. Fortunately, a ski instructor had stopped to help us so he volunteered to guide me down to the bottom. Free lesson! WOOHOO! I had one major wipeout but otherwise made it down without incident and learned a ton from my one-on-one lesson.
I leave for Breckenridge, CO this Wednesday to meet up with my brother and 30 of his closest friends. This will be the real test. Wish me luck!
