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Ski the Sierra Nevada Mountains

Ski the Sierra Nevada Mountains

Living close to ski resorts gives outdoor lovers the advantage of year round activities. Mount Rose Ski Resort is only 30 minutes away. Everyone I know, that skis, has a season pass to go play all winter long. No suffering winter blues for them!


I take my kids to lessons or go with a group of friends to have a day of family sledding. Unfortunately, I have yet to learn to ski. I did go up the mountain with some girlfriends once. A few rudimentary lessons and they thought I was ready. Geez. I still look back on that day and wonder what I did to make them hate me so much! I didn’t mind the lifts, and getting on and off was easy. I have good balance so staying up wasn’t a problem either. The problem came in when I wasn’t afraid to go fast; mixed with the inability to stop!


You would think friends would make sure you had that little skill covered, right? Nope. Instead, We would try to go down a section of a slope and they would tell me where to stop. Nuh-huh. I would head in that direction but (pardon the pun) it was all down hill from there. I would try to stop, like I was shown on a less-steep hill. But, when I didn’t slow down immediately, I would get closer to the ground. Do you really want to know what happens when you crouch down on skis? You go FASTER! Luckily, I grew up riding motorcycles, so I would hit the ground like I was laying down a bike. Feet/skis first, release poles, hope for the best. At least there isn’t any gravel involved.


After finally repeating this process about 5 times, I made it down the hill. I have never been so ready for a drink. Do you really want to know what those Demon women did next? They convinced me to go up again. Don’t know why but I did. Only 2 falls that time. Then they convince me to go a THIRD time. I think my brain had been dislodged by this time, because I did it again. No falling. I was done. I let them go play while I eased my very achy body.


At the lodge, people would give me wide berth and eyeball me as they walked by. I wanted to say “Yes, I’m the fool that almost took you out on the mountain.” but I refrained. A few actually asked me how I learned to ski like that. I looked like a racer and I guess I faked it well enough to look like I knew what I was doing. Apparently they didn’t see my crash landings!


My goal this winter is to get proper lessons. I’m sure my chiropractor will be disappointed but the innocents on the mountain will appreciate it.

Living in View of Skiing!

Living in View of Skiing!


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