I have not been skiing in 20+ years, and Steven last skied in 2011. But Samuel has learned to ski and has nudged us to try it again. Sam put our trip all together in a week. Ski lessons, ski rentals, ski lifts, and a VRBRO chalet, all organized in a color coded spreadsheet. (It's so nice to have an adult son to plan your travel.) So after a trip to Sports Basement to pick up our ski clothes, etc. we headed off to South Lake Tahoe. It's a four hour drive from Silicon Valley, unless you stop for pizza halfway (which we did).
Steven, Benjamin and I took the "never skied before" lessons with Caroline. (Caroline was a wonderful teacher.) Benjamin had never ever skied before; we just had forgotten everything we learned. So we learned (or relearned) about posture and a lot about our feet. We and six other newbies started with one ski, graduated to two skis, then went down a soft slope learning how to do J and C curves. (I still haven't quite mastered the C curve.) Plus the famous wedge, otherwise known as "the pizza." A new skier needs to know how to stop. That's the essential first thing to know. Then Steven and I went up the "magic carpet" ski lift where I managed to fall three times, once back on my head at the beginning of the lift. Thank goodness for these new finagled helmets.
Meanwhile, Grace and Sam took the more advanced runs. Here you see them all smiles apres ski.
Lake Tahoe is immense and spans the borders of both California and Nevada. After a break at our VBRO chalet, we ventured out to South Lake Tahoe, where you can see the street that divides California and Nevada. Unsuprisingly, it is called Border Street. On the Nevada side are multiple casinos. Also not a surprise. We stopped at the lakeshore itself and watched the sun descend below the mountains.
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