Ski Trip

 A few weeks ago Camilla brought home a ski trip form and begged me  to volunteer. I totally caved and put my name down. While I loved hitting the slopes as a teenager, it had been a really long time since my last ski and I wasn't sure that I would remember how! I anticipated this day with great excitement (and fear). I drove myself to the ski hill while Camilla opted to ride the charter bus with her friends. She had a great time and I enjoyed the quiet drive sans kids. 

When we got to the hill I froze my fingers off before we even got started, handing out lift passes and zipper clips to all of the grade five students. We made our way inside for a quick orientation and then downstairs to the rentals where we got everyone fitted and recorded their equipment numbers. 

 While the students were at their lesson, I slowly made my way over to the bunny hill to see if I remembered how to ski again. The employee at the t-bar laughed as I shared my fears and wished me luck as he sent me on my way up the little hill. I sat at the top for a few minutes working up the courage to go. I wasn't sure if I'd remember how to turn without wiping out. Then I took a deep breath and just went for it. It was so exhilarating! Faster, and faster I went down the hill. My face pretty much froze off by the time I reached the bottom. It felt good to be alive and do something fun! 

 

 After a few more runs on my own, I peeked in on the lesson to see how my girl was doing. She was bored. As soon as they were allowed to leave she pointed at the t-bar and said in a completely serious tone, "I want to do that." She had zero fear and couldn't wait to get on the hill. 

We doubled up and rode to the top (after a tiny wipe-out at the bottom). Before I even got my mitts and poles adjusted, Camilla took off straight down the hill! 

 I spent the rest of the day keeping an eye on her and a little group that I was assigned to watch over. I helped a lot of kids get their skis back on at the halfway point and was sometimes able to catch a glimpse of my girl sailing down the hill on her skis. She was so fast that by the time I made it to the top, she was already coming up on the t-bar again. 

 We loved watching people ski as we ate our lunch in the lodge and even caught the ski team doing some back flips and jumps. When our group was all warmed up, we headed out for a few last runs before it was time to go home.

 It was such a fun day with my girl and now I can't wait to hit up the mountains for a real ski!