Sunday, Alden and I went skiing over at Titcomb. It’s 15 minutes, door to door. No lift lines, really (okay, no lifts, either, at least in the vertical traditional sense: just two t-bars and a rope-tow), such a quick walk from the parking lot, and there you are, skiing. Actually, I dropped Alden at the bottom of the rope tow, from the car, that is – you can drive right to the rope-tow, and then let him ski there alone for the few minutes it took for me to go get rental gear (still waiting for my gear to arrive.…).
We had a great time. Alden already has a sense of the mountain, the trails, the different things he likes to do: little jumps and bumps, cut-throughs from one trail to another, paths and patterns he likes to follow. He has not yet started his after-school ski program, but he already can easily get down the mountain, and it is a delight to watch him.
It was a lovely sunny day. I put sunscreen on us both and wore my sunglasses the whole time.