Once we were geared up we were ready hit the slopes.....literally. Due to my highly uncoordinated 'skillz' at skiiing I determined it was best not to bring the camera along for action shots. So enjoy our before and after shots.
You can really tell the difference between people who ski a lot, and people who go once a season. We'll let you guess what category we fit into after we describe our getup: underwear, long johns, pajama pants, and track pants (non-padded, and straight from high school...). On top: 2 long sleeve shirts, sweatshirt, and over-sized coat. Not to mention the rented ski goggles, poles, and skis. We look nothing like the Ritchie boys...
It started snowing HARD about halfway through the day. We could hardly see while driving down the mountain. Apparently other people had trouble seeing us, too. Today we found that we'd been hit on our front bumper, and it's either from church (See "The Sure Way to Hell") or the slopes.











Tyler and Brady found a frozen waterfall, and decided that we could handle the haul up the mountain.  The snow was fresh, so the snowshoes didn't handle it all that well.  As a result, we were thigh-deep in snow half the time.  The boys made it fine, but Natalie and I spent a lot of time in the snow, rather than on top of the snow.  It took some real determination, but we made it.  Truth be told, I finally only finished climbing because Natalie did.  That competitiveness really kicked in, despite having taken MANY falls down the mountain.  (And I know that picture doesn't look like a mountain, but it's just a bad angle...)
The top!  I was huffing and puffing.
Here's a picture from the parking lot.  I'd like you to believe that we hiked to the top of that mountain.










 




