Fun in the snow…Do we ever really grow up? I remember as a kid the first time I saw snow. We were going on a family trip and the moment I saw the white stuff, I wanted Dad to stop the car and let me out to play in it. Never mind that it was dirty from road film. There wasn’t enough to make a proper snowman or snowball or anything else really.
Well, that was when I was a kid living in Santa Barbara. Now that I am an adult who has to drive in the stuff, you think I would be sick of it. Au contraire! Who says I have to grow up anyway?
angels in snow
I began skiing when I moved to Reno at age 12. It’s crazy thinking how long my skis were (195cm) If your skis weren’t way over your head, you weren’t trying hard enough. Now there are shaped skis that thankfully are shorter. As a teenager, I was going to live forever and I exercised little caution.
That was then…Now my knee hurts and I don’t like picking up too much speed, but that is another story. Living only 20 minutes from Mt Rose Ski Tahoe, we treat ourselves to yearly ski passes. Any excuse to play in the snow is good enough for me. Especially when it involves making snow angels and embarrassing my teenage son.
a new hobby: snowshoeing
My good friend Yvonne took me snowshoeing last week. Wow! What a crazy workout that was. It takes a lot less equipment than skiing and you don’t have to purchase a lift ticket. All you need is some snowshoes and the will to move. Yvonne took me up on Chickadee ridge overlooking beautiful Lake Tahoe. I could think of a lot worse ways to spend my day off.
I imagine I burned about a zillion calories that day and I can’t wait to snowshoe it again. What do you like to do in the snow? Do you live near it or is it exotic to you? Share your best snow day stories.
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