Skiing, Day Three

Mike was really looking forward to visiting Vail on our trip. We decided to this on Wednesday. We hopped in the car for the 45 minute trip to the bigger mountain (6 miles of skiing versus something like 4 at Breck). I wasn't feeling too zippy, which should have set off warning bells. But, alas...

The trails were nice and wide, the snow was groomed beautifully, and the mountain was our oyster (??).

We did some great runs in the Game Creek Bowl (and I did more tree peeing), then we headed to the Big Sky Bowl. Mike really wanted me to try the groomed intermediate bowl there, but I wasn't having any of that... I was scared and stubborn. So, we had to take a 4 mile traverse (in non-skiing terms, this is basically a snow covered road) to get to the bottom of the mountain. It totally sucked. Had I known how grumpy we both would be after taking it, on top of my leg fatigue from the day before, I would have skied the bowl. The things you learn in hindsight. Unfortunately, things went even more downhill (ha ha) from there. It was an altogether bad day. Mike was terribly disappointed and I felt bad for being such a PIA.

He did get this great pic, tho :)

The pros got a few pics with a great view...

We headed back to Breck at 1, after skiing only 12,335 vertical feet and taking 9 lifts. Truly suckilicious. Mike got some fresh air at Breck and skied another 6,000 feet (4 lifts) before calling it a day. In retrospect we realized we should have had a plan. Vail is just too big to blunder around, skiing here and there, without knowing where to hit and how. We're better positioned now for the next trip, and I hope to make amends for the foul up on this one.

Dinner out was a quiet affair. We headed to Downstairs at Eric's for pizza, then off to Crepes a la Cart for dessert. The pizza wasn't our favorite, but I could LIVE on those crepes!

We also began our search for the best shirts we could find for Connor and Fiona. This was no easy task...

One more day of skiing, then the trip home. Are you tired yet?