Just one of those little aspen glades off of a green run that kids love to do- with names like "Enchanted Forest" and "Ruby's Tail"- she's eight and she's been doing them with ski school since she was three. I was following through the ruts and whoop de dos when suddenly she just launched head first into a ten inch aspen- there was a loud THUNK- she hit square on the helmet and collapsed on the snow crying. I got her up, and she was ok- bit her tounge and a goose egg on her forehead. Her Mom looked her over (she's a doc) and we got hot chockolate and then skied a little more. As it is we're watching her all night for signs of a concussion (whatever they are- as in so many things, the wife's on this one...) but it's unlikely. The helmet has a golf ball sized dent. It's a Smith Allure model and well padded. I was never so grateful for a helmet- I sometimes go without on a powder day when the kids aren't around- most of us did for years- no more. It could have been very bad. Probably saved her life.
Otherwise, it was a spectacular BlueBird Christmas day at Park City and everywhere in the Wasatch- warm sun and cold snow. A great day to ski and to be outdoors.