Last Saturday morning, we were up bright and early to head to the mountains for our 5 day get away. My parents were settled in and confident that they were ready to take on the challenge of caring for our little Chance man.
After a few hugs and kisses we were out the door and on the interstate headed west.
To be honest, driving on 1-70 still kind of freaks me out. I almost never drive it alone, especially when there is snow on the road. However, I never get tired of the drive. It is always beautiful and surreal. I'm just glad that I have Max to drive for me so that I can take pictures of the scenery :)
After a few hugs and kisses we were out the door and on the interstate headed west.
To be honest, driving on 1-70 still kind of freaks me out. I almost never drive it alone, especially when there is snow on the road. However, I never get tired of the drive. It is always beautiful and surreal. I'm just glad that I have Max to drive for me so that I can take pictures of the scenery :)
A short hour later we had arrived in Breckenridge. We had made plans to meet with Kevin and Katie York who had went up the night before. Cook and Elise were also coming up but they had decided to ski on their own for the day because Elise is a beginner snow boarder. When I called Katie to see where they were, Katie said that they were already on the mountain and to meet them at Peak 10....GASP....I don't ski Breckenridge very often but I remembered that Peak 10 was the hardest and steepest peak. I called Cook to tell him we were headed to peak 10, I almost wanted to say I'll just meet you on the beginner mountain instead, but I didn't. I tried to psych myself up. For some reason I always get really nervous when I have to ski hard runs with Max. I think it is because he is soooo amazingly good at skiing.
I decided to leave my camera in the car because I knew we were headed to Peak 10, and well...I knew the chances of me falling were very high. I didn't want to break my camera so the next few photos are my version of a re-dramatization of the days events.
This is the actual map of peak 10 at Breckenridge. I knew I was in trouble when we headed left off of the lift.
The first chosen run of the day (by Katie) was "dark rider" a double black diamond.
Whatevs...I told myself...I haven't skied double black diamonds in a while but skiing is like riding a bicycle right? If you've done it before you can do it again?
I had convinced myself that I was just being a wimp and inside my own head, so I decided to follow everyone else down the "dark rider".
I skied half way decent down the first part of the run. I even began to think to myself, see how silly you were being. I almost convinced myself that I belonged on that run.
I felt like this...
But this...is what I actually looked like!
I had to hike back up to my skis, figure out how to put them on in powder and moguls, and then still ski down that god forsaken run. At least, I was with friends and able to laugh about it.
Lesson learned. The rest of the day I stuck to blues and blacks (without trees and moguls) which seemed to go a lot better for me.
We all ended the day at the Coppertop Bar and Grill laughing about the day's shenanigans.
After Coppertop, Katie invited us all to her parent's home for the evening. She said that the house was empty and that we were all welcome to stay. She then said that she already had groceries to make enchiladas for dinner and that all we needed to bring was something to drink for everyone for the night. It sounded like a deal and the perfect way to spend the first night of our staycation.
Cook and his girlfriend Elise
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