We’re gearing up for ski season. The boys have their new ski helmets (they’re on sale at REI this week!) and we’re all ready to get up to the mountain. This winter is the first time we’re actually going to embrace total snow and learn to ski: in the past we’ve just headed up to Grouse to see Santa or we’ve sledded at our local mountains.
I grew up skiing on Mount Baker which apparently is one of the best places to see colors change in the northwest. We were lucky enough to catch some lovely patches of snow when we went in the summer but I’m going to make a point of going there next September or October to actually see this color change. Hopefully we’ll get some skiing in there at some point too. Here is Heather Meadows in August:
The guys enjoyed playing in the snow, and the scenery was absolutely spectacular. We hiked for about an hour and the trails were fairly easy. (No one needed to be carried and there was so much to see there was no complaining from the duo.) With all this beauty there was only one downside: the really gross outhouse which you will probably end up using because you’re in the middle of nowhere. Other than that, this is the type of place that makes me think I could actually be an outdoors girl. I can’t wait to see it again when it’s completely blanketed with snow when the lodge is open and the hot chocolate is brewing. (PS. I do rate my ski days based on how well the hot chocolate and french fries make up for the exertion of carrying all that equipment in freezing weather and surviving the terrifying heights of those chairlifts.)