I saw your post then but you were already there and it was too late to rearrange things go.
Hey, I think that's my mom in the background of that 7S photo.
No, She got back on skis 7 years after that photo was taken. That's when I first learn the thrill of skiing. My oldest brother bought us skis with money earned from his first job as a Christmas present. On snowy days Mom would take us to a local golf course and we would ski down a hill and side step back up, packing the trail. Later we went to our Uncles spread and skied the steeper hill that was his back yard. I don't ever remember making it to the bottom still upright. I do remember the laughing and fun and the 'certain brush with death' we all had.
If you do go to 7 Springs next season perhaps I can coax her back on skis with the promise to speak the native tongue with you and your wife.[ June 29, 2003, 08:34 AM: Message edited by: Springhill Crazie ]