Hope your weekend is going well! I just wanted to pop in and share some photos from today's ski day with my youngest brother Max (who ventured with me to the top of Bolan Mt).
The sunrise on our drive up to the mountain was beautiful.
We went to Mt. Hood Meadows, which is about an hour from Portland. The mountain is big and their runs are varied and well groomed.
The view from the mountain wasn't bad either. I seriously wanted to find a chair and just sit down on the mountain and do nothing. But we paid for lift tickets, so ski we did.
Max typically snowboards, but recently bought downhill skis so skiing for both of us it was. I have skied since elementary school when my dad forced me into it. While I HATED skiing for years (thanks to the forcing and cold factors), I really enjoy it now.
Today was epic skiing weather - bright sun, blue skies, temps in the 40s and no wind!
We stopped for lunch and then called it a day around 3:30 p.m. My other brother Kyle and his wife Sabrina met us as they were there cross country skiing.
Don't mind the goggles and helmet, which I've owned since high school. Need a reminder you're no longer cool? Head to a nearby mountain. All the cool kids have these matching (but non matching, you know what I mean?) outfits and all the accessories.
All in all, we did about 21 runs and over 5 miles of skiing. Max has a season pass to Mt. Hood Meadows so he's able to log in afterward and see how many runs, miles and elevation he's completed each day.
Skiing is one serious workout. I know the quads and calves are going to be feelin' it tomorrow. And on top of that, there's nothing like post ski day exhaustion. On the drive home, I had a hard time formulating sentences I was so tired - waking up at 5 am probably didn't help either. ;)
Do you ski or snowboard? Anyone else forced into sports or activities as a child? While I hated many activities at the time, all that forcing was a blessing in disguise.