I learned how to ski when I was about 5 years old. My mom was a ski instructor at Willamette Pass, so she was up skiing most weekends, so my parents decided it was about time for me and Dan to learn. Also, since I was until 10 and mom worked there, it only cost 50 cents for an all day lift ticket. Pretty sweet deal. I’ve always loved skiing. I have been known to say, “This is the life” while on the slopes. And that’s because it is. The life. For reals.
There’s really nothing that compares to a clear, sunny day with perfectly groomed (like they are capable of doing at Sun Valley) fresh powder. Nothing beats it. Nothing. I love how quiet it is on the mountain. The air is so clear and bright. I absolutely love the squeaks and swooshes the snow makes under my skis.
During college I followed in my mom’s tracks and taught skiing at Willamette Pass. I think I skied somewhere between 30 and 40 days that season. I was so good that year, let me tell you.
I can’t wait to hit the slopes this season! Soon, very soon!