I am a wildly enthusiastic and passionate downhill skier. I have been on skis every single winter since the tender age of three and there is absolutely nowhere that I am happier. You will know me on the hill because I am the one grinning from ear-to-ear and nearly dancing with delight on my skis as I barrel down the hill at top speed.
When we awakened at 7:00 this morning, a quick check of the weather informed us that we were not only under a Wind Chill Warning but also a Blowing Snow Warning. Being the die-hard skiers that we are, however, it did nothing to deter us from our day on the slopes.
We bundled up in all our layers and braved that first blustery chairlift ride. As we neared the top of the lift and were hit smack in the face with the brutally cold wind, I wondered; ‘is this a bit too hard-core?’ However, as my skis found their first tracks on the beautiful snow I could feel the sheer bliss bubbling up and over and I knew, without a doubt, that I was in for the day.