Boarder Babes

It took six and a half hours, but we did finally make it to Tahoe Friday night. We climbed into bed around 2:30 AM and because there was a fresh coat of powder six-twelve inches deep on the mountains, we even woke up at 7:00 AM.

And because I am now too brave on a snowboard for my own good, I let them take me down Headwall. It was a sheet of ice, and I hated every minute of it, but I got down. And later on, we went down KT. Chute 75! It’s only like the steepest chute in all of Squaw. (So says AER. Who is not to be argued with while on a snowboard.) And what’s craziest, is that I only face planted once. Once!

Day 2 was pretty windy, so we headed to Northstar, where the wind is often not as bad due to the position of the mountains. We spent the day on the backside, only going down Black Diamonds. In and out of the trees. I hung at the back of the pack for most of the runs, but I did make it down before them once. Twice. I think…

I have always wanted to learn how to snowboard. And more, I have always wanted to be good. I won’t say I’m “good” yet, but I am pretty pleased with myself for keeping up with AER and LV for nearly an entire weekend.

Thank you, AER and LV, for pushing and pulling me down those mountains the past two seasons. There was a point on Sunday, when all four of us were flying down the mountain, when I just couldn’t have been more impressed with your strength and ambition. And to realize I also share those traits with you? Well that was just freaking awe inspiring.