Ryan skied down the mountain from the summit, and I took the gondola back down with Kathi and Shawn. We met at the bottom for our next run: my very first blue slope! At first I was doing really well. Not completely great, but confident enough that I wouldn’t die going down the mountain. That is, until Ryan accidentally took me down a black diamond slope. Yep, I was done. After a number of bad falls, backward somersaults, losing both skis, nearly breaking my arm and fighting back the tears I finally made it back to the blue slope. Needless to say that Ryan was in trouble. I sent him on his way to do the hard stuff himself, while I went back to the bunny slope to nurse my wounded pride and confidence. And although the bunny slopes helped, there’s nothing like being out-skied by a bunch of 4 year-olds to make you feel like such a loser. However, overall, it was a really fun ski adventure. That’s a hard mountain! I just hope that next time we do this, I’m a little better and can enjoy and appreciate it more.
The rest of our weekend was relaxing and enjoyable. We were absolutley exhausted, so we didn't do all that much. We had a wonderful dinner at the Million Dollar Cowboy Bar on Saturday night. We spent Sunday shopping in Jackson (Ryan had to hit the fly fishing shop) and driving around Teton National Park looking at the mountains and for wildlife. We ended up seeing a couple coyotes, a ton of elk, a deer and two moose. It was such a great trip; we were not ready to leave. Fortunately, we’ll be back soon! And who knows, maybe we’ll just pack our bags and move to the mountains one day!
Adios Jackson Hole!