During our time in New York, we traveled to Watertown for a little downhill skiing. The resort was small and the slops limited, but it worked well for us considering I had not skied in almost 10 years and Steven was a first timer. To my surprise, it came back to me almost immediately. I was still wedging my skies at the end of the day, but I contribute that more to fear of injuring myself than ability. Not sure what happened, but I definitely had less fear back in the days.
Steven took a two hour lesson and can be seen above with his instructor. He ended up working much harder than me or Amie as he had to side step up the mountain only to ski back down for about eight seconds. He did take one trip down the big slope at the end of his lesson with the instructor. As he would attest, those instructors are great skiers and it is amazing how they keep up with you and ski backwards with you when necessary.
Now I just have to talk him into skiing with me again!
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