My dad taught me to ski when I was about four-years-old. We went to Deer Valley growing up as a family. My mom enjoyed reading a book in the lodge. I mostly skied the bunny hill with my friend Stevie. Everyone else went up to the "big" runs. They were good times! My dad didn't ski for many years after his car accident. He started going skiing again a few years ago. This was the first time I had the chance to ski with him in nineteen years! Marshall took the day off and came too. Ali joined us and we had a good time despite the cold and windy weather.
My dad, me, Ali.
I've always loved the run "Rosebud" for obvious reasons.
Thanks to my mom for watching my kids and building a fun fort!