This weekend I was not brumbying around at all. Instead, Kestrel and I surprised Brandon with a three-day weekend of skiing at Stratton Mountain in Vermont! Brandon was over-the-top thrilled at this surprise announcement on Friday night. We shrieked: PACK YOUR BAGS, WE'RE GOING SKIING!
Saturday morning we hit the slopes! Stratton Mountain is Vermont's tallest ski-able mountain. Here we are arriving at Ski Village. Brandon has been skiing since he was 12. Usually on the weekends while I am out riding Lilly, he and Kestrel are skiing at a local ski mountain called Berkshire East. Brandon went to the University of Montana where he skied the really big mountains. He can ski anything. Kestrel has been skiing for three years now. Like many of the kids on the slopes, she is courageous and swift. Me? I'd never been downhill skiing in my life.
It was probably the busiest weekend of the season. People and gear were everywhere. I love that lots of ski stuff is brightly colored and patterned. It seems so joyful.
Brandon and Kestrel have all their own ski gear. I had to rent equipment. I half thought that if I tried skiing, maybe Brandon would try horseback riding! But mostly, I just wanted to give it a whirl. I am not particularly athletic or daring. But this one life is all I've got! So I got in line to rent skis. Here is the ski dude adjusting my rentals.
I could tell Kestrel and Brandon were itching to get to the big, scary slopes at the top (where the temperature incidentally, was 9 tiny degrees). But they came with me to the bunny slope to get me started. I think they were pretty excited I was actually going to do it.
Here I am on the Magic Carpet to the top of the bunny slope! This conveyor belt kept stopping whenever someone fell on it. It always stopped and re-started with such a jarring moment, it almost made everyone fall all over again. I was quite pleased to see there were just as many grownups on the bunny slope as children.
LOOK! There I go!! I am actually skiing!!! These pictures make the bunny hill looks totally flat! It was not flat!!
There I am half way down the slope!! The whole time Kestrel kept reminding me to keep my knees bent! I would forget that all you have to do is bend your knees and form a piece of pizza with your skis to slow down. Isn't that great? A piece of pizza?? Overall, I thought there were many parallels between skiing and horseback riding. Both involve balance, and forward motion depends very much on how your body is positioned. Looking ahead will get better results than looking down. Panic will doom you.
I love how Kestrel said, Your skis will never try to buck you off.
There is Kestrel with me trailing after. Brandon did make a video of me going down this hill the second time I went down. I wish he had made it the last time I went down after I had made some great advances in learned how to attack and carve up the bunny hill.
I also wish I could have taken pictures of Brandon skiing...especially when he went down the double diamond terrain trail marked "Experts Only" with our fearless friends who showed up.
Here we are waiting for the shuttle on Saturday night to take us back to the lodge.
Kestrel and I went to the hot tub every night.
Sometimes we ventured back to Ski Village after dark for more excitement. After all, Brandon only turns 40 once!!
See you next time with more brumby tales!