Skye went skiing! Her school had a “BAM Day,” in which students were able to choose activities to expose them to new and fun physical activities. Although skiing was one of the more expensive of the many choices, I encouraged her to do it because I not-so-secretly want her to be my partner on the slopes. As the day approached she was nervous, but excited. I was, too.
I wasn’t going to go, as I didn’t want to be one of “those dads.” However, she insisted she didn’t mind and would like to see me up there. I wanted to share the experience with her, so I told my boss I wouldn’t be in the office and headed to Shawnee Peak for a mid-morning start. I took several runs before meeting Skye at the lodge, where she and her friend Zach were having a bite to eat. I purchased Skye a hot dog, which she inhaled so we could get back on the trails.
Skye missed her ski lesson that I’d paid for, saying that the chaperone never told her where to go. In fact, it didn’t seem like there was anybody in charge. Students were all over the mountain with no supervision, which is fine with me, but it would have been nice if someone would have at least made sure the students knew where to go and when. Luckily, Skye’s friend Zach is a strong skier and offered to help. Unfortunately, Zach is not a strong ski instructor.
I took the two of them to the top of a long blue that I thought Skye would surely be able to handle. I was wrong. Those five or so runs she told me she’d done already and with little problems must have been far less steep than the trail on which we then found ourselves. She was in completely over her head and scared. I tried to help her master the wedge, without success. She removed her skis and began walking down the mountain while I rode down to find out about ski school.
Her lesson, I was told, was at 10:30. It was now around noon. They agreed to put her in the next class, which would be at 13:30. Perfect, as long as the bus was not leaving until at least 14:30. When she finally got to the base of the mountain she informed me that she had to be on the bus by 13:30. The ski lesson I had paid for was not going to happen. Fortunately, her instruction from Zach was sufficient to allow her to navigate the shallow bunny slope and have a great time.
Skye had a great time skiing. She says she would like to go again, and take a lesson. I hope she does.