Three Generations On The Slopes!
"I can't wait to go skiing with Grandpa!" my youngest exclaimed, as we made the one-hour drive to Brockville.
We'd spend the night at my parent's and then travel to Mount Pakenham, a small ski hill that's just the perfect size for a pair of budding downhill skiers.
Last year, my daughters had finally given the green light to fulfill a wish that'd been in my heart for quite some time. That was to share my love of this winter activity. This year was even better! They were going to share it with their seventy-seven-year-old Grandpa!
I wanted to get a photo of all four of us, but my phone was acting up. I had to settle for two separate photos taken last year.
This man has been an inspiration for me because he's still doing things that require a great deal of physical health and mobility. Credit genetics, diet, or the many years he's spent working at physical jobs, but I'm just happy we could share this experience.
It was a great day on the slopes, with a few spills, though nothing serious, and some frosty weather. Memories were built that I hope will be ingrained for a lifetime.
The 'Old Guy' and his two pupils on their first skiing adventure, taken last winter. Don't worry, I've moved into the 21st century and now wear a helmut. Makes the goggles a bit less goofy looking, too! :)
I feel truly privileged and blessed for the opportunity to have had three generations cruising the runs together!