A skiing we went, with me being the one to cry, "Wait for me!"
The grandkids Em and Cord, the daughter and the grandma headed east out of Driggs toward the Tetons, skis and other gear packed.
We got to the trailhead in mid morning and found a place to park.
Em and Cord take ski lessons and showed it. What troopers. They started a bit slow, but once under way and especially after some trail mix treats, they literally kicked it into gear. The daughter found her stride after a quick wax job on her skis. She, too, has been practicing.
As luck had it, the trail groomer was right ahead of us, making perfect tracks for us to follow.
We skiied past the Boy Scout camp nearly to the campground before time ran out and we had to turn around. It was nearly a race to get back to the start.
The weather warmed up and we were hot enough to steam up the car windows on the way home. Teton Canyon is beautiful any time of the year, but last sunny, clear Saturday, it was the most perfect spot on earth. Thanks Sally.
2 comments:
Thank you for the pictures, says Em. We are so glad you chose skiing over industriousness, says Sally. Thanks for going with us on the trip, says Cord.
Very cool. I am so jealous. Looks like you had a perfect day. Thanks for posting.
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