Last weekend Becky and I went to Big Bear. It has been at least eight years since I last was on skis, and that last time might have been my first time.
We wanted to leave early Saturday morning, but failed. We got there Saturday afternoon. Checked into the hotel and Becky hit the slopes while I did school work and work work. I registered for lessons that day and was able to pick up my skis that night. Becky convinced me to do night skiing. For the first hour I was a complete mess. Could not even maintain balance. Eventually, like all physical activities I do, once my body got used to it I actually learned pretty fast. I was going down the beginner slope with out slopes.
The following day I signed up for a full day of lessons. The afternoon session was the most helpful and I kicking ass by the end of the day. I actually want to go back soon. I barely took any pictures, but here is at least one.
