Beaver Mountain was calling...as it often does for so many of us.
Jocie's very good friend Autumn sent a text out Friday night "Mama Lisa! My grandma just decided she wanted to go skiing tomorrow!" You know I had to bring the camera...first time I've ever had it on the mountain. But definitely not going to be the last!
Grandma E's entourage included granddaughter Autumn, daughter Holly, son Jeff, and daughter Heidi.
ski resorts rich history.
Jeff started working as a "liftie" helping skiers on and off the lift when he was just a little boy...around 9 years old.
The kids all competed in ski racing throughout their youth. Skiing was in their genes you might say.
It was about this point on the mountain that Jeff told his Mom NOT to take the Rock Garden run to get to the lift, but rather to go around the other way.
Grandma Elaine exclaimed "Don't tell me where I can and can't ski, I'll go where I want!"
And she did...all day long!
My kind of Grandma...one with spunk and attitude!
Skiing on the same slopes that her dad, her grandmother, and her great grandfather skied is a pretty cool thing I would have to say.
I can only imagine what it must feel like to ski with your 86 year old mother. But I know for certain Heidi and Holly were beaming with pride. Giant smiles were actually on all of our faces.
but hey, I often do that and I'm not even close to 86! And truth be told...it looks from this photo that it was most likely Grandma E steadying her son Jeff!
with "that red-head", at her friend Jocie's monument.
streaming down from above. I believe Loyal, Jocie, and even Harold are thrilled that Grandma Elaine, Autumn, and the rest of us have found our way up to their mountain to ski together today.
Generations of skiers have played at this place...with many more to come!