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The boy learns to ski

So, it’s not entirely true. He already knew how to ski. But his downhill skiing has improved dramatically this season. Cross-country skiing not so much, as we haven’t gotten out doing much as a family. He has been doing the Jackrabbits junior skiing program though, which he really enjoyed – a group of 6-8 four-year olds out wandering the trails and playing games:

He’s also been heading to ski lessons at Sunshine Village while Alex works. End result? He can now happily ski green runs!

We went out for a ski together, and it was so much fun that my enthusiasm for skiing has actually been renewed (at least a little).

We caught the gondola back down again with a friend, and they shared ‘happy snacks’ (I think most would call them chips).

And he even got a report card! I give him three years at most before he’s out-skiing me.

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A day on the hill

A day at the ski hill with the boy. But first, he had to climb the mountain in the car park.

After some time in daycare, and then some lunch, we headed out together. And I towed him up to the magic carpet.

Mama was only allowed on for one ride, then I was told off if I tried to follow him up the hill.

I spent some time skiing backwards, unable to convince him to snow plough (or pizza, as it’s apparently known in these circles)

I tried to see if he wanted to ride the Strawberry lift, but he wasn’t keen. So we skied down towards Goats Eye, and then – well, there’s only one way to get to Goats Eye, you have to ride the Jackrabbit chair. So he had his first chairlift ride.

The first run was so successful that he demanded: “More chairlift!”

And so we had some more chairlift, and more skiing!

And then a long nap at home.

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The story of the girl and baby going up the mountain and then down again

Just because I hadn’t done it yet, and it was going to be a nice day, yesterday I skinned up the ski out at Sunshine Village with Finn in the Chariot. Had a hot chocolate in the sun in the Village (I don’t recommend the Java Lift hot chocolates unless you’re only after an expensive sugar fix). It was gorgeous up there, and there’s still so! much! snow! Then skied back down again.

Skiing back down again was an exercise in snow-ploughing. Never before has one girl snow-ploughed so hard for so long. When we’re back country it’s usually not too much of an issue, with less people and lots of snow. And because the ski out is a road in Summer, it’s just slightly off-camber most of the way down. I’d never really noticed before, but with the Chariot behind me, wanting to dive off to the left all the time, it was all of a sudden very obvious.

And then there was an excursion to Vermillion Lakes to look at the Canada Geese. They didn’t eat us. This time.

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that strange source of light hanging in the sky

The sun shone on us feebly from far away.


But the snow was soft and fluffy.

Mt Assiniboine

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turning into winter finally



After prolonged warm weather, it finally snowed in town the other day – and there was actually some snow on the ground for opening day at work (which has been kind of hectic). Oh, and the flag really is a Canadian flag, it’s just being all insipid and limp.