The Fairy Tales Are True! Peter Pan Is a Skier

The Fairy Tales Are True! Peter Pan Is a Skier

Powder Skiing Mauro Paillex - Flying Down The Mountain Like Peter PanWhen I was young, I was one of the few kids that didn’t want to grow up.  I was in no hurry to drive a car or get a job, I never said “I can’t wait until I turn…then I will be able to…”  I could see what adults had to go through to survive in our society and literally tried with all my might to not grow up.  To this day, if my kids say, “when I grow up”, I correct them and say, “you mean when you become an adult?”.  On the surface, these two statements appear to mean the same thing, but to me, they are two very different realities.  I made a pact to myself, just like Peter Pan did, to never grow up and always be a child in my heart.  My childhood was enjoyable, not having any cares in the world and my only job was to have fun.   To never grow up and be able to fly and be free, now that would be amazing adventure.  Sadly for most people, that reality could never happen because it’s just a fairy tale, right?  Well, I’m about to let you in on a little secret that all die hard skiers know…The fairy tale is true!

There is a profound quote from one of my favorite movies “Hook” (Peter Pan), when Robin Williams answers his cell phone and asks his co-worker “Ever wonder what it’s like to feel the total exhilaration of flying?” then tosses his phone out the window.   For Peter Pan to fly, he must keep his happy thought in his mind and he needs a little bit of fairy dust.  He is a kid at heart who just wants to play and have fun.  As skiers, we too love to fly…to fly down the slope at crazy speeds on slippery snow, knowing that one slightly off balance turn or edge catch could send us flailing to the ground in dramatic style.   When you get into the groove, skiing literally feels like flying.

As skiers, we crave the adrenaline rush and the wind blowing our faces.  We crave being free and not tied to the ball and chain of society’s norms.  We crave being so utterly consumed by skiing that we forget all of our problems and are just living exactly in that moment.  We crave being on the side of an ancient dormant volcano and realizing that we are just a speck of dust in the winds of time, which makes all of our own problems seem minuscule.  We crave standing in a snow storm watching the gorgeous snowflakes blanket the ground.  We love heading up to the mountain weekend after weekend for the sole purpose of having fun.  The excitement we get in our gut when driving to the mountain knowing that there is fresh powder waiting for us, literally makes us giddy.

So when Peter Pan tossed his cell phone out the window and asked a seemingly childish question about flying, he was ignoring society’s norms and listening to the child inside himself tell him to just have fun and live for the moment.  As a skier, getting off the lift, turning tunes on in my helmet and setting out on an outrageous powdery mogul run, riding the back of the wind, on a sunny bluebird morning is my happy place.   Snow is my fairy dust and skiing is my happy thought.  With those two ingredients, I am truly flying high and fast, forgetting about my problems and having fun, just like Peter Pan.

Skiers know the secret…the fairy tales about Peter Pan are true and now you know too.  So what are you waiting for, turn off your computer, tell your boss you need a sick day and head on up to the mountain for a day of flying (skiing).  In the words of Peter Pan, To Ski Is An Awfully Big Adventure.

Should I Teach My Kid How to Ski or Put Him in a Lesson? Advice from a Parent/Instructor

Should I Teach My Kid How to Ski or Put Him in a Lesson? Advice from a Parent/Instructor

Timberline, Mt Hood, Oregon Ski SchoolSo your kids are finally ready to learn to ski?  It’s every ski parent’s dream to pass on their love and passion of skiing to their kids.  For a skiing family, learning to ski is just as crucial as walking and talking.  The day will soon arrive when your child, tired of going to daycare while they see Mom and Dad go off to the slopes, asks you to teach them how to ski.   Ski resorts strive to make their daycare extraordinarily fun because they know that those kids are the next generation of skiers or boarders who will be spending money at their resort, but even super cool ski resort daycare only goes so far to satisfy most children. The next question for many ski parents is, “do I teach my kid how to ski myself or do I put him in lessons?”

On a normal day in the life of a kid, they are expected to behave in school or in daycare just as an adult would at work because this is what our society expects.  But as any parent knows, as soon as their child gets home and the exhaustion from a day of having to hold their emotions and behaviors in check, many a tantrum is thrown.  We as parents are also exhausted from the day and our reaction to their tantrum is not always how we would hope it would be.  This is a totally normal behavior, because we all feel a sense of safety and comfort at home and know that this is where we are allowed to relax.  It is this normal pattern of daily routines and parent/child interactions, which help explain why teaching your own child how to ski is not often the best course of action.

Not a day goes by that I’m on the lift watching a parent struggle to teach their kiddo how to snowplow (i.e. keeping their skis in a pizza shape), while killing their back and legs while bending over helping to keep their little skier from zooming out  of control, down the slope.  It’s part of the normal progression for beginning skiers to get frustrated, because they can’t figure out how to make their skis do what they want.  Skiing is not an easy sport to learn, especially for littles who are still learning to control their own limbs.  When you add to the mix two slippery pieces of wood, two very tight boots and cold temperatures, you end up with a recipe for pure frustration.  When your child gets frustrated and uncomfortable and you are the one trying to help them and teach them to ski, the normal reactions between parent and child often get in the way of an effective learning environment and hinder the child’s progress and just make for a dismal day for both of you.

As a former ski instructor myself and having grown up with a Certified PSIA ski instructor Dad, even I thought I’d save some money and teach my own son how to ski.  After regrettably ignoring my own father’s advice not to teach him myself, I went out on a mission to teach my son how to ski.  One entire ski season later, realizing that neither of us was having much fun when we were together on the slopes, which is so not the point of skiing and feeling like a complete failure,  I decided to put him in a series of lessons with Mogul Busters Ski Schoolat one of our local ski hills, Mt Hood Ski Bowl.  I wanted so badly for him to really enjoy skiing and for us not to be frustrated with each other, that I just hoped and prayed that this would work.

After only the second lesson of a four lesson package, my little boy was screaming down the hill somewhat in control, in his snowplow looking for jumps.  I was absolutely floored and could hear my Dad’s voice in my head saying, “I told you so”.  He learned more in two lessons than what I was able to convey to him in an entire ski season.  Kids interact and learn much better from an instructor who isn’t related to them, exactly the same way they learn in school with their regular teacher.   Once your child has the basics of stopping and turning down, then teaching them additional skills is much easier and way more enjoyable.

So…my advice, coming from a family of ski instructors, is to save up and pay your local ski school for a package of at least four lessons. If you plan ahead and look early or late in the season or around Black Friday, you can often get a package of lessons at a very reasonable price.  Putting your child in ski school is an excellent investment in your child’s skiing future.   You will both be much happier, less frustrated and you won’t kill your back in the process.

The Skier’s Drought, The Plight of Die Hard Skiers in a Snow Starved Ski Season

The Skier’s Drought, The Plight of Die Hard Skiers in a Snow Starved Ski Season

My Boys in a Blizzard at Mt Hood Ski BowlFor most skiers, slogging through a low snow ski season is something we’ve all experienced from time to time, not happily of course, but what choice do we have.  After the record snow fall that the Pacific Northwest had last season (2016/2017), I was afraid Ullr (the old Norse God of Winter) would decide to take this season off.  Just before Thanksgiving 2017, those fears vanished when we had a healthy dose of early snowfall.  Skiing freshies at Timberline in mid-November, days after buying my seasons pass was amazing.  But then…the rain and above freezing temperatures came back and basically didn’t stop until last week (early February).  I found myself wondering if our early anticipation and excitement jinxed the season and brought on Ullr’s wrath?  All I could do is dig out my rain gear and rock skis, two things that skibum’s don’t like to talk about and just pray.

For diehard skiers, the call of the mountain never stops.  That primal urge inside all skiers and snowboarders to be flying down the mountain on fancy sticks we call skis, just ebbs and flows as winter turns to spring and summer and then back to fall and to winter again.  Generally with a good solid ski season, we all get our skiing fix in which then quells our desperate need to fly effortlessly over the snow in the middle of the wilderness and gets us through the summer and fall until the next ski season.  But when we have seasons such as this year, when we can’t get our runs in because of a lack of snow, the call of the mountain grows louder and stronger.  I absolutely love the Pacific Northwest for many reasons.  One huge reason is that I love having world class ski resorts only three hours from gorgeous beaches.  So it becomes a very sad day when I get depressed after my wife suggests that we go to the beach because it is 60 degrees in town (Portland), in JANUARY.

So as December and January slipped away and I saw February heading in the same direction, my depression getting worse and my ever increasing pot of vacation time that I had hoarded for those potential mid-week ski days, winter FINALLY arrived with a vengeance.  Ullr answered our prayers with a massive dump of spectacular, gorgeous snow.  From the second week of February, through last weekend, Timberline ski resort received almost six feet of fresh powder and the Upper Bowl at Mt. Hood Ski Bowl finally opened with its adrenaline packed black diamond runs that I had been waiting a year to ski.  I got down on my knees and thanked God over and over.   My depression instantly lifted as I put my rain gear and rock skis away and waxed up my Volkl Kendo’s and headed up to the mountain at 5:00 am for a chance at first tracks.

Driving home that night in a massive blizzard, with my endorphin infused muscles aching, after a truly amazing day of skiing with my two boys, I was finally at peace.

So goes the life of a Skibum.

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