I'm learning to snowboard. As an out-of-shape mature adult, I decided to learn how to do an incredibly painful and difficult sport. Yet, I love it (when I am standing up). I am fortunate enough to have a mature boyfriend who agreed to learn with me.
On March 25th we decided to venture to the upper chiarlifts, leaving behind my comfortable chair 7 Expresso run. We took chair 3 to Big Creek. Everything was going well until we hit Cat Track. If you go to slow, you litterally come to a stop on a long flat stretch.
While crawling through the flat area of Cat Track, we were approached by ski patrol. "Um guys, the mountain is closing, you need to get to chair 5"
Hmmm. That may take a awhile.
"Would you like me to tow you to chair 5?"
Absolutely. So we grabbed ahold of the snowmobile and got towed. I felt like a real snowboarder. It was my first taste of what the mountain will be like when I can go fast. Wind in my hair, not falling down. I can just sense how wonderful this sport will be once I can remain standing for more than 10 sec.
Once we arrived at chair 5, we quickly realized that the only way to continue going down the mountain was to first go up. Uh Oh. None of those runs are green.
"Ok guys, hop on chair 5. You've got 10min to get back to the lodge."
I think we need a ride. I had to admit defeat and ask ski patrol to get us back to the lodge. I hopped on the snowmobile with the ski patrol guy, and my boyfriend got towed back to the lodge. It was a pretty fun day!