Local snow bunnies hit the slopes

Until recently, my kids had never really seen the snow. Once or twice we were on a vacation at a  mainland destination where a few flakes came down, but melted as soon as they hit the ground. One spring break trip to Kansas City offered enough  for my older girl to make a sort of muddy snow man, kind of like the one Jem made in “To Kill A Mockingbird.”

When it comes to good old-fashioned, winter snow, neither of them ever had the chance to romp and play in piles of that soft white cold stuff, or to slide down a hill in it or to freeze their little tushes off. My kids complain that it is cold when the temperature drops dangerously below 71º. That’s why I took them on “ski” trip to Heavenly in Lake Tahoe last month. They needed to get their inner snow bunnies on!

I have heard that local kids are naturals at the sport and that proved true for mine. My older girl was snowboarding like a pro by the second day. The younger one was sliding around on intermediate slopes long before I made it successfully down “The Big Easy.”

While they were surprised at the cold, they were not uncomfortable. We took the advice of my expert sister and “layered.” Add to that the boxes of snow pants and gloves and hats and long underwear that she sent from her East Coast collection, we were well prepared in that department.

We did it all, from skiing and snowboarding, to old-fashioned tubing and snow ball fights.  My family embraced the opportunity and relished every minute in this foreign environment.

While the thrill of the ride was certainly exciting for all of us, for me, the magnificent backdrop of beautiful Lake Tahoe made it sublime. Heavenly is aptly named.

Just as I am filled with awe and excitement every time I glimpse the ocean from Farrington Highway as I round  Kahe point, the minute I stepped outside in the bracing cold, I had to catch my breath. Not because my lungs were constricted, because I was filled with the power and strength of this amazing place that dumped piles of snow in perfect little flakes on us from the minute we got off the plane until the day we returned to the airport for our flight home.

I know that there is a blessing when you see a rainbow. That  comes in quite handy in Hawaii where we see them on a regular basis–but are still excited every time. I kept wondering what specific blessing I would say for this place. Even though I did not know the words, it was certainly in my heart. I have come to learn that Shehecheyanu would have been perfect–especially for this Hawaii family’s first time.

Blessed are You, Lord our God,  Ruler of the universe, who has kept us alive, and sustained us, and enabled us to reach this moment.

5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. boo gershun
    Mar 23, 2011 @ 18:34:38

    i was wondering how you were going to tie this vacation into being jewish. nicely done.


    • Lorraine Gershun
      Mar 23, 2011 @ 18:43:41

      Thanks, boo. I guess I could have found out the blessing for sisters who are personal shoppers and excellent plan makers. I would have to say that one a lot. Thanks for all of your help. My whole family appreciates it, especially me.


  2. Barbara Dawson
    Mar 23, 2011 @ 18:38:40

    What a great trip for all of you…..the pictures were especially good. Both
    David and Mark ski at least once a winter with their families….sometimes
    more, and it is their favorite vacation! Isn’t it amazing how quick kids
    learn? They are just naturals at new sports! Hope you made some “snow
    angels” too. Love to all, Barb D.


  3. Barbara Gass
    Mar 24, 2011 @ 01:30:42

    You seem to capture the best photos and meanings to the moment.


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