The kids had their ski lesson this morning and they both
were deemed good enough to go up the chair lift for their end of the lesson.
I’m so gosh darn proud of them. They came down in each of
their groups with the biggest smile on their faces. Even though it was breezy
and that definitely had a wind chill factor involved, they both just beamed.
Rosy pink cheeks chin and tip of their noses. I ducked into the ski shop and
found a neck gaiter each to cover their neck, ears, chin, cheeks and nose. It
looks like a thick fleecy headband that slips over the head and sits on the
neck. It can be pulled up to cover whatever you want. Even Kym thought they were a
good idea.
So while we were having lunch it started to snow. The kids
just had to go out and catch snowflakes, stick their tongues out to taste them
and just generally get in amongst it. As well as click on their skis and run
amok in it. Oh and it was 0 degrees.
It was still snowing in earnest and I was able to get myself
with my back to the incoming flurries and keep the camera under my unzipped jacket
to keep it reasonably dry. Fortunately the Slingshot bag comes with a weather
cover so I was able to protect the bag and its contents with that. I guess I
waited about 10 mins before the kids let me know they were about to come
through.
I walked back down to the bottom which was a bit of a trick
in itself. I've had my ice cleats on every day as soon as I get to The
Remarkables and they help immensely. But nothing can stop the glasses from
fogging up and there was no way I was taking them off while walking into the
snow. Snow and eyes don’t mix. Near the bottom I just couldn't see the ground and I mistimed a step and down on my bum I went. I reckon I
slid a couple of meters before coming to a stop. I laughed so hard. It would have been funny
to watch from the ski chair perspective as they were moving over head.
The next few shots show some of the skiers as they came in
and how crusted with snow they were. The
four blokes in their Cookie Monster onsies tuffed it out.
Annie wanted to come in and warm up a bit so I took her upstairs to the café for her first ever hot chocolate. The boys found us up there and Sean had his first one too. I reckon the melted marshmallows at the last swallow are the best bit of all.
It was nearly time to pick up our backpacks from storage so
the three skiers clicked on their ski and had one last run and then headed to
the bus to meet me there. It was still snowing up there, but not far down the
road from the ski field it had turned to rain.
We checked the skis and boots into the drying room and I
brought the kids into the apartment for hot baths. Kym went down the street for
a few supplies. It was so good to get the two pairs of thermal socks off that
were fairly wet by the end of the day and have a hot shower.
We've had a sloth evening in readiness for our last day of
skiing tomorrow. I think the kids want to do more but we do have other plans for
them.
Over the last couple of days Annie had developed the same
snotty cold as Sean but I think she has managed to kick it. Sean is now on the
back end of his. Thank goodness. It hasn't stopped them one bit though. Little
tuff nuts.
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