My daugther, Tabby, has been on school break this week, so we've been taking our own little New Hampshire family vacation right here at Loon every few days. It's been a lot of fun being a "customer" vs. "the marketing girl."
Like many eight year-olds, Tabby can ski all the trails at our very own NH ski resort, and she brags about skiing down Rip Saw- Loon's double black diamond. I'm sure many parents reading this have experienced a New England ski area by way of the "snow-plow-behind-child." Luckily, we are two years out of that and we're able to rip it up together, making laps on the Gondola, North Peak, East Basin, South Peak. And let's not forget the laps on Little Sister- hanging out in Burton Progression Park. Together we are both learning to ride the rails and hit the jumps. She has informed me that we have best terrain park (even if I don't let her ski in the big one yet..) and it refreshing to know that I probably have 1-3 years left of being a cool mom....
Now here is my question- Does it make me a bad parent if I say, "Yes, there is something better than skiing with your kids?" It has certainly been a great week hanging out with my A#1 soul-sister, Tabby Lopes. But as I sit here looking at the snow still flying outside, I'm thinking about this morning's first tracks. A few words to describe my time on Angel Street and Upper Walking Boss this morning: heaven, uplifting, inspirational, fuel-for-the soul.
Fellow blogger, Kevin, and I headed up on a mission for the photo of the day. We usually can get this done in one run. But.... c'mon. On a morning like this, we needed to seriously test the product. I wouldn't say the snow on Angel Street was knee-deep, but it sure felt like as I was cutting through the powder down the steeps. Then we headed up North Peak. It was time to meet the Walking Boss. I think the best snow of the day was, by-far, on the skiers' right of Upper Walking Boss. It was totally giggle-yourself-happy type of snow.
As we approached Camp III, we glanced over to Brookway Extension, which was a blanket of white- just waiting for one of us glide through its beauty. And that's what we did. Then, down Brookway to the base, where we were both slapped with the reality that it was back to work!
It certainly was a dream, and I'm thinking, it's only the last weekend in February. For sure, I have a couple more mornings like this in my long-range forecast.
So to wrap this up- skiing with your kid is incredible, but sometimes you have to take time for yourself....
Catch you on the next powder day...
Stacy
Like many eight year-olds, Tabby can ski all the trails at our very own NH ski resort, and she brags about skiing down Rip Saw- Loon's double black diamond. I'm sure many parents reading this have experienced a New England ski area by way of the "snow-plow-behind-child." Luckily, we are two years out of that and we're able to rip it up together, making laps on the Gondola, North Peak, East Basin, South Peak. And let's not forget the laps on Little Sister- hanging out in Burton Progression Park. Together we are both learning to ride the rails and hit the jumps. She has informed me that we have best terrain park (even if I don't let her ski in the big one yet..) and it refreshing to know that I probably have 1-3 years left of being a cool mom....
Now here is my question- Does it make me a bad parent if I say, "Yes, there is something better than skiing with your kids?" It has certainly been a great week hanging out with my A#1 soul-sister, Tabby Lopes. But as I sit here looking at the snow still flying outside, I'm thinking about this morning's first tracks. A few words to describe my time on Angel Street and Upper Walking Boss this morning: heaven, uplifting, inspirational, fuel-for-the soul.
Fellow blogger, Kevin, and I headed up on a mission for the photo of the day. We usually can get this done in one run. But.... c'mon. On a morning like this, we needed to seriously test the product. I wouldn't say the snow on Angel Street was knee-deep, but it sure felt like as I was cutting through the powder down the steeps. Then we headed up North Peak. It was time to meet the Walking Boss. I think the best snow of the day was, by-far, on the skiers' right of Upper Walking Boss. It was totally giggle-yourself-happy type of snow.
As we approached Camp III, we glanced over to Brookway Extension, which was a blanket of white- just waiting for one of us glide through its beauty. And that's what we did. Then, down Brookway to the base, where we were both slapped with the reality that it was back to work!
It certainly was a dream, and I'm thinking, it's only the last weekend in February. For sure, I have a couple more mornings like this in my long-range forecast.
So to wrap this up- skiing with your kid is incredible, but sometimes you have to take time for yourself....
Catch you on the next powder day...
Stacy
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