At the top of Crystal with an unbeatable view of Mt. Ranier. The Perfect Ski Day!
Check out my epic ski day (and lodge lunch!) at Crystal Mountain in photos, and if you want my entire skiing history, read on!
Bird Friends on the Summit
We had a surprisingly fancy lodge lunch. I was ready for pizza, beer, and chili cheese fries…instead we got Poutine, boozy beverages, halibut w/ spaetzle, and macncheese!
enough carbs to get us down the mountain…with a lovely salad to “balance” us out.
I don’t have the greatest history with skiing. This kind of sucks when you come from a family of excellent skiers. Something always seems to happen to screw me over. Let’s go over the history:
Early 90’s: I’m about 5 years old and supposed to go skiing for the first time. I wake up with a fever, my mom wants me to stay home but I INSIST on going because I am so excited. I end up sleeping in the lodge all day because I’m so sick. Then I join swim team and never get the chance to ski till…
Fast Forward to early 2000’s: I am super lucky and end up skiing for the first time in Vail. My mom gives me a great lesson, but I am uncoordinated and fall constantly. Wiping out trying to get off the chairlift becomes my biggest fear (mostly because everyone sees you and it’s really embarrassing).
The Last Few Years: Skiing has been pretty nonexistent from being in a long distance relationship. When you are traveling a few hours to see each other, you don’t really feel like getting back in the car to drive to the mountain.
Present Day: Make way for one of many New Year’s Resolutions! SKI MORE! My goal is to make it to the mountain as much as I can, and to just get more comfortable. I tend to have an anxiety level that skyrockets in groups or in large crowds, which is hilarious when you know a large number of people who are basically professional skiers.
Driving. Luckily my Alaskan man knows how to drive in High Altitude (Even though the roads were clear I probably would have driven 20 mph slower)
Luckily, I think I have broken my bad luck streak, because a few Sunday’s ago I had my best ski day yet! It helps that I was given a private lesson by this really cool ski racer I know…We got to the mountain right when they opened…and skied during the Seahawks Game (Poor Hawks) so there was barely anyone on the slopes…and it was BEAUTIFUL! Cold, clear, and crisp. I only fell ONE TIME! That’s a new record. Let’s hope I can stick with my goal, get out more, get comfortable, and see more beautiful days! I’ll report back, hopefully sooner rather than later!
Early Morning drives to the mountain: the only way to go.