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I was pretty nervous about taking three boys by myself up skiing, especially with one being only 4 and never having skied before, but Ily was kind of excited to have us all out of the way so she could paint the new door. I drug my feet and we didn’t get out of the house until 9:30ish to rent our skis from the shop down the street. We made it out of there without incident and headed up Big Cottonwood Canyon towards Solitude. Luckily we didn’t get too far before I remembered I’d left my pass at home. Luckily home isn’t too far from the mouth of the canyon, and luckily the boys were enthralled with their book on CD and barely noticed the detour back home. By the time we finally got to Solitude we had to park pretty far away, but we were there. It was snowing lightly and wasn’t too cold. We put our gear on, hiked to the ticket window to get Reece’s ticket (Isaac, Micah, and I went the Saturday after Thanksgiving and already had our 10 pack of tickets, Reece had to pick his up in person). After getting that settled and making a bathroom stop, we finally hit the lift.

This is the third kid of mine that I’ve taught to ski, and I have to say, this was by far the easiest time I’ve had with it. It could have been this particular kid. It could have been the experience I gained teaching the first two. I think it was Solitude’s super nice beginner hill and the edgie wedgie. I will be taking any beginner that I teach from now on to Solitude. They have the perfect hill that starts out super gradual at the top, is nice, wide, and straight, and is just about the perfect distance. The lift is nice and slow, and the lift line is non-existent (Solitude earns its name). And the edgie wedgie. It’s a little rubber thing to connect the tips of your ski together. All I did was put that on Reece’s skis and tell him to spread his legs out, and voila, the perfect snow-plow. I planted my pole so that strap hit it, and then dragged my pole forward and I could control his speed that way until he got the hang of it. It was super easy. After a couple runs he told me to “stop controlling” him and he was on his own (with me very close by) the rest of the day. It was so painless, it didn’t seem fair.

Isaac and Micah stayed together and didn’t go to far away. They passed Reece and I on the hill and waved to us from the lift, but otherwise did their own thing. I think they liked the freedom. We were all having such a good time that we actually stayed all the way until closing. The boys usually don’t last that long, and at 4:30 Ily called wondering if we were OK. We had just arrived at the rental shop, and I told her yes, we were just fine.

Here’s a video (it was cloudy, so it looks kind of dark):

And a few pictures:

Comments

Jennifer Wise December 19, 2010 at 5:32 p.m.

Wow! I'm so impressed.

Melinda December 19, 2010 at 10:19 p.m.

Way to go Reece! I am super impressed too and SUPER jealous!

dad murdock December 20, 2010 at 11:43 a.m.

Reece, you da man! You are a natural skier. You brothers look good too. Bryan must be the Yoda of ski instructors.

Mona December 23, 2010 at 2:30 p.m.

Are we going to be watching you at the Olympics in a few years? Save me some tickets!

BeckyBailey December 26, 2010 at 11:10 p.m.

My kids are chomping at the bit to go skiing once a year. you guys are so lucky! look at him go. great job.

Leann January 10, 2011 at 2:11 p.m.

Oh man, I miss the snow. Thanks for sharing good skiing adventures!