My grandparents gave me my first pair of skis for Christmas at age four. I don't really remember it, but my family tells me that I tried to ski down the tiny hill in front of my grandparent's house that same night. I do remember my K2 Mickey Mouse skis though. Those came a few years later, once I had graduated from Trollhaugen's bunny hill.
It wasn't until I moved to the mountains that I switched from skiing to snowboarding. Skiing is hard and it's even harder when trees and deep snow are involved. That's why I decided after a 10 year hiatus from skiing, that I would rent a pair and take my two planks to the pristinely groomed runs of Sun Valley.
I had so much fun that I even convinced my friend, Emily, to join.
Ski reviews to come soon...