Much to my dismay, yesterday was the last day of lift-accessed skiing at Willamette Pass this season. The snow is still great; the weather was 55 and sunny yesterday; and Elena, Sylvan, and I shared the place with 50 other folks (okay, perhaps there were more, but we didn’t see more than about 50 – and that’s why they have to shut down while the snow’s still fantastic!). Elena was on her game:
Miss E and ski instructor Tom took a shine to each other. He balanced some snow on her head and taught her how to sidestep. She didn't have a lesson, but we have Tom's card for next December, when she'll be old enough for Ski Camp (lessons) and Mommy will be able to ski again. Yippee!
The walk from the car wore out Mr. S:
Know what's hard? Life. Oops, I meant throwing snowballs at your sister. It's exhausting.
Guess which one is more reliable in a photo booth:
LOVE THE PICTURES!