For our fourth snowboarding lesson, we had – finally – soft snow instead of solid ice. What a difference! In the morning, Daughter and I took three runs with the instructor, and I am sure if there had been a talent scout at the mountain today, we would have been offered a spot on the Olympic team. Well, that is how it felt compared to our first lesson three weeks ago. We kept riding so close together that we almost collided a few times, but the falls did not hurt because they were onto soft snow. I even got off the chairlift without falling! I came home without any bruises! The best part, though, is that now that I've got the hang of snowboarding, I was able to pick up some speed, which made the whole thing more fun.
Conditions were pretty terrific in the morning, but while we were in the lodge eating lunch, the nice warm air got a little too nice and warm, and the snow turned to rain. Absolute pouring rain. Every person who walked in the door was drenched, the teenagers shaking water off the way dogs do after swimming.
The great thing about rain is that most people don't like it. And they go home. For the rest of the day, there were no lines at all at the chairlift. And I didn't mind boarding in the rain. I've always liked hiking and canoeing in the rain, and this was no different. I have to admit that Daughter and I felt a bit trapped to be sitting in a chairlift in a downpour – you just really can't move at all – but once we were down on the ground, practicing our turns in the soft snow, we were happy to be outside.
When we finally drove home through a rainy dusk, our car was so filled with wet clothing and wet hair and wet kids that the windows kept fogging up. My Beautiful Smart Wonderful Daughter and I kept congratulating ourselves on our success and soliciting comments from the rest of the kids, who had caught glimpses of us as they zoomed past. Once I was home, I stripped off the layers of wet clothing, changed into dry sweatpants, and settled down in front of the fire with the books I am teaching tomorrow.