Sking in Canada, March 21-25, at Mount Tremblant
. . .with wife Janette, and her two sisters, Jean and Ruth, planned since last September. Frequent flier miles paid for the flights.
Weather was too good, blue skies and not too cold. Slopes groomed and not too busy. We skied three days, or as much as our legs could take. Slopes there are very long, maybe 2-3 miles, so it can take an hour to ski one slope. Gondola to very top. Ruth
was so impressed that she began talking with Jean about an annual trip for the two of them.
The women enjoyed the experience and each other and laugheda lot. When the chatter got too constant, I was able to retreat to the bedroom and read a novel (Don’t Call It Night, Amos Oz).
Security clearance and customs going up, in Cincinnati, was a real bother, very long lines, but nothing like that coming back. Ruth took off once on her own, determined to get as much skiing as possible.
We ate lunch outdoors each day.at the foot of the slopes, skiers and tykes on skiis all around us. These sisters really love one another, but also engage in a gentle good natured teasing. Frankly, as a man, I could not believe that three women could have so much to talk about, and, further, could really enjoy each other, without some upset or mis-understanding for five days straight. They complimented me on being a good sport,
but I genuinely like both Jean and Ruth, so the vacation was really awesome.
Tremblant itself is awesome, 91 trails, two mountains, and is still rated #1 resort in the East, with good reason. Talked to many other skiers on the gondola ride up. One group even from Mexico were there.
Funny-enjoyable to see so many little persons on skiis, apparently two years up, so tiny, and some handling self so well, even one by him (her) self on a long slope, no more than two feet high. Ski classes with instructors everywhere on slopes, tykes following the instructor, turning back and forth, back and forth.
Most enjoyable break. Now back to the real world.
Paschal, Saturday, March 26,
More and more I realized how blessed I am and each day is. Skiing at age 76, with congenial company and great camaraderie entire trip. Three days downhill, however, is about all my ancient legs could take! The bad knees were not too bad. But we ski together and look out for one another.
Have Ohio Psychologist Review for March now in hand. Blogging 101 article as edited, by myself and Alan Dix, seems well done. First publication in some years in a peer reviewed journal. Nice feeling, to see name in print once more. Inquiry from National Psychologist which also wants to publish it.
Weather was too good, blue skies and not too cold. Slopes groomed and not too busy. We skied three days, or as much as our legs could take. Slopes there are very long, maybe 2-3 miles, so it can take an hour to ski one slope. Gondola to very top. Ruth
was so impressed that she began talking with Jean about an annual trip for the two of them.
The women enjoyed the experience and each other and laugheda lot. When the chatter got too constant, I was able to retreat to the bedroom and read a novel (Don’t Call It Night, Amos Oz).
Security clearance and customs going up, in Cincinnati, was a real bother, very long lines, but nothing like that coming back. Ruth took off once on her own, determined to get as much skiing as possible.
We ate lunch outdoors each day.at the foot of the slopes, skiers and tykes on skiis all around us. These sisters really love one another, but also engage in a gentle good natured teasing. Frankly, as a man, I could not believe that three women could have so much to talk about, and, further, could really enjoy each other, without some upset or mis-understanding for five days straight. They complimented me on being a good sport,
but I genuinely like both Jean and Ruth, so the vacation was really awesome.
Tremblant itself is awesome, 91 trails, two mountains, and is still rated #1 resort in the East, with good reason. Talked to many other skiers on the gondola ride up. One group even from Mexico were there.
Funny-enjoyable to see so many little persons on skiis, apparently two years up, so tiny, and some handling self so well, even one by him (her) self on a long slope, no more than two feet high. Ski classes with instructors everywhere on slopes, tykes following the instructor, turning back and forth, back and forth.
Most enjoyable break. Now back to the real world.
Paschal, Saturday, March 26,
More and more I realized how blessed I am and each day is. Skiing at age 76, with congenial company and great camaraderie entire trip. Three days downhill, however, is about all my ancient legs could take! The bad knees were not too bad. But we ski together and look out for one another.
Have Ohio Psychologist Review for March now in hand. Blogging 101 article as edited, by myself and Alan Dix, seems well done. First publication in some years in a peer reviewed journal. Nice feeling, to see name in print once more. Inquiry from National Psychologist which also wants to publish it.
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