WakeboardMom
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So...I started skiing when I was 18. My then-boyfriend bought me a used set-up for Christmas. His aunt's never-used stuff...leather boots, beartrap bindings. Got me set up in lesson the first week in January. Lifty told me he'd let me on that day, but never come back with those bindings! On the way home from Loon we stopped and bought boots and bindings. My "boyfriend" loaned me the money...I remember the boots were $65.
Anyway...we got married...never stopped skiing. My first baby was born January 8, 1981. 6 weeks later that baby was in the nursery at Loon and I was back on the mountain. "Nursery" is a bit of an exaggeration. A big room with some cribs and a rocking chair. : - ) Baby number 2 came along less than a year later, and then we were dragging two to the nursery. By the time number 3 came along, the first two were in morning lessons and skiing with us in the afternoon. Number 4 went to the nursery when she was really little. After that, we would take turns sitting in the lodge (mostly Cannon at that time). We'd buy 3 tickets for the 4 oldest of us and swap it around. Now Bretton Woods has a program specifically for that.
Coolest thing ever....they all still ski with me. "Mom, you can do it." Double black. "I can't do it." "Mom, just ski." At the bottom, "Please, Mom. No drama next time, okay?"
: - )
What made me think of this is the nice poster here, BushMogulMaster. I have watched in awe as number 2 son maneuvers through moguls. His style is fluid and graceful. Number 3 is a freestyle fanatic, but his park rat friends are amazed when they follow him all over the mountain. Both of those guys raced in high school. Number one son can't wait to get back to NH in the winter to ski with his bros. My baby girl is in college now and wouldn't leave NE. She has to ski.
Man, oh, man, but I love this sport.
Anyway...we got married...never stopped skiing. My first baby was born January 8, 1981. 6 weeks later that baby was in the nursery at Loon and I was back on the mountain. "Nursery" is a bit of an exaggeration. A big room with some cribs and a rocking chair. : - ) Baby number 2 came along less than a year later, and then we were dragging two to the nursery. By the time number 3 came along, the first two were in morning lessons and skiing with us in the afternoon. Number 4 went to the nursery when she was really little. After that, we would take turns sitting in the lodge (mostly Cannon at that time). We'd buy 3 tickets for the 4 oldest of us and swap it around. Now Bretton Woods has a program specifically for that.
Coolest thing ever....they all still ski with me. "Mom, you can do it." Double black. "I can't do it." "Mom, just ski." At the bottom, "Please, Mom. No drama next time, okay?"
: - )
What made me think of this is the nice poster here, BushMogulMaster. I have watched in awe as number 2 son maneuvers through moguls. His style is fluid and graceful. Number 3 is a freestyle fanatic, but his park rat friends are amazed when they follow him all over the mountain. Both of those guys raced in high school. Number one son can't wait to get back to NH in the winter to ski with his bros. My baby girl is in college now and wouldn't leave NE. She has to ski.
Man, oh, man, but I love this sport.