Well, there's been a lot of sunshine and warm weather since Friday... and the tubing area at Mountain High is closed during the week.
So let's just say, unless you are going to the resort where they are making fresh powder every day, you should expect a lot of ice.
We found a lot of ice. Our first stop was a camping area near Mountain High. It looked beautiful and we had the place to ourselves (should that have been a clue?). Dean and Neil hopped on our sled known as "The Torpedo" and started down what looked like a small to average incline...
They didn't stop. They picked up speed. They were rocketing down the mountainside -- until they found the pit of mud.
This ride ended with Dean and Neil rolling violently into the mud pit. That's when Neil started crying and screaming, "My face! My face!"
Good times. Good times.
Neil is fine. Just some gravel marks on his face. Poor kid. Dean ripped his jeans and might need a hip replacement. Sadly, I didn't get it on video.
We left that area... It was bad mojo if nothing else.
We drove further up Highway 2, investigating more spots. We finally settled on a spot that had a thrill-a-minute kind of ride, but also had the let's-go-a-little-slower-and-not-scar-any-more-family-members area too.
The kids had a blast. Lots of sledding. The "snow" was a little too like ice for a good snowman or snowball fight, but there is always next time.
2 comments:
I'm buying you a helmet cam
That would have been awesome!!!
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