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Ski Day 1: Mission Ridge

Posted: December 18th, 2007 | Author: | Filed under: | No Comments »

This past weekend we took in our first ski day of the season. Actually, we took in our first and second days of the season, and both were absolutely fabulous.

We drove to the family cabin on Friday evening just as a snowstorm blew in (see my previous blog entry—this is another good example). We only left an hour behind schedule (but that’s what happens when work gets busy), and we still made decent time. But dammit Ken and Amanda for leaving a few minutes before us! Ken sent us a text just as we were leaving Ellensburg. He was at the gas station in Vantage, taking a rest stop and figuring out how to get to the cabin. Once Nate found out they were 20 minutes ahead of us, he hit the gas, sure that we could catch up with them.

Despite the fact that Nate thought every car we caught up to between Vantage and the cabin belonged to Ken, his Land Rover break lights greeted us when we pulled into the driveway. Amanda poured out of the seat, thrilled to have reached the destination alive. You can teach a southern girl to snowboard, but she’ll NEVER get comfortable driving in inclement weather!

John and Anne joined us shortly thereafter, and we settled into storytelling and drinking—favorite pastimes of cabin life. Things I didn’t know before the storytelling:

  • Growing up in Marysville teaches you useful ghetto skills—like how to start a Honda after it’s been stolen and the ignition has been ripped out.
  • There is a right and wrong way to flip someone off. Fifth and sixth graders know the right way. Seventy-year-old teachers know the wrong way. Thirty-year-old teachers know the right way and are able to instruct their older colleagues on this important skill.
  • If there is any form of snow or ice fall in the south, nobody leaves home. It’s not really about the dangerous conditions of the roads, but about Bubba and his twin cab careening down the highway, spinning donuts and using little sedans as launching pads.
  • Raising a puppy means that you have to do all kinds of gross things to its behind, or you can pay a trainer to do those gross things for $10.

This was über fun times, but we turned in early for EVEN BETTER TIMES ON THE SKI SLOPES. It takes approximately 1.25 hours to get from the cabin’s front door to the first chair at Mission Ridge. Life is good. Life is so good.

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