We left for Vermont on January 1, kicking off the new year with a family adventure. None of us had ever been to Vermont before, and our skiing experience ranges from slim to none. Mostly none.
|We made it!|
Vermont is just like I pictured it—rolling snow-covered farmland dotted with cows, white painted churches with tall steeples and winding roads.
Thursday was our first day skiing. It also happened to be a day of record lows and a blizzard that dumped 10 inches of snow on us. Luckily, the kids had never been skiing before so they didn’t realize that these were not the ideal conditions—they didn’t know any better!
There were a few bumps in the first day. We missed lunch because we totally misjudged
how much time it takes to get fitted for our gear, get it all on and carry our
skis to the mountain. FYI: it takes a
really long time. Especially if you are
Bundled up and ready to go!
|It's a blizzard out here!|
|Don't make me go back outside, Mom!|
|Mom, my hair is frozen.|
Our second time out was much better. Now that we had covered the basics, we got to practice skiing! By the end of the day, the kids were confident enough to take the lift up without us and ski down together. It was still freezing, but we had hand and toe warmers and were bundled up from head to toe.
Overall, it was a good trip. As you can see, by the end, we were all smiling...but that could be because we had just taken the skis off!