Perhaps that is just a bit over dramatic considering my "slopes" consisted of nothing more than a little hill intended for little kids...but you have to start somewhere, right?
Thursday morning I woke up excited and ready to try my hand at skiing. I bundled up in my jacket, beanie, mittens, and borrowed ski pants and joined my eager siblings in the VW bus that only minutes later was climbing the Alps. By the time the car was unloaded and I'd gotten my ski boots on (a two person task that was neither fun nor easy) I realized that I unless I planned on sweating the day away, I was going to have to shed at least a bit of my gear..which I did quite cheerfully.
Then came the moment of truth. I was standing in the skis and slowly, one sideways step at a time, inching my way up the first few feet of the slope. My little practice hill had no lift but 20 minutes of sidestepping did the job and got me a bit more exercise while at it! It didn't take long before I felt the distance between me and the bottom of the hill sufficed but then I came to the issue of how exactly to turn myself so that my skis were facing down the hill....
Let's just say I didn't quite get it right on my first try and this picture wasn't my first try.
In my defense, I'll go on to say that before lunch, I'd gotten the rhythm of things and even skied from the top of the hill multiple times and not once had I crashed! Screaming, squealing, and skiing off into the distance because I couldn't stop myself? All I said was that I didn't crash.
My 7 year old brother, Jonathan, raced down the hill from the moment we arrived and Christian and Selina were both deemed ready to hit the real slopes with Papa but I was in good company. Samuel was delighted to not be the only beginner.
I had so much fun learning to ski and slowly feeling a little bit more comfortable each time I went down the hill. I wish it was something I was able to do more often as I would someday enjoy seeing what the real slopes looked like. But for now, I'm so glad my family took me with them and even managed to keep from laughing at my comical display. It was a day I won't soon forget.
Thursday morning I woke up excited and ready to try my hand at skiing. I bundled up in my jacket, beanie, mittens, and borrowed ski pants and joined my eager siblings in the VW bus that only minutes later was climbing the Alps. By the time the car was unloaded and I'd gotten my ski boots on (a two person task that was neither fun nor easy) I realized that I unless I planned on sweating the day away, I was going to have to shed at least a bit of my gear..which I did quite cheerfully.
Then came the moment of truth. I was standing in the skis and slowly, one sideways step at a time, inching my way up the first few feet of the slope. My little practice hill had no lift but 20 minutes of sidestepping did the job and got me a bit more exercise while at it! It didn't take long before I felt the distance between me and the bottom of the hill sufficed but then I came to the issue of how exactly to turn myself so that my skis were facing down the hill....
Let's just say I didn't quite get it right on my first try and this picture wasn't my first try.
In my defense, I'll go on to say that before lunch, I'd gotten the rhythm of things and even skied from the top of the hill multiple times and not once had I crashed! Screaming, squealing, and skiing off into the distance because I couldn't stop myself? All I said was that I didn't crash.
My 7 year old brother, Jonathan, raced down the hill from the moment we arrived and Christian and Selina were both deemed ready to hit the real slopes with Papa but I was in good company. Samuel was delighted to not be the only beginner.
I had so much fun learning to ski and slowly feeling a little bit more comfortable each time I went down the hill. I wish it was something I was able to do more often as I would someday enjoy seeing what the real slopes looked like. But for now, I'm so glad my family took me with them and even managed to keep from laughing at my comical display. It was a day I won't soon forget.