Copper Mountain (Day 3 of 6)

We woke up Saturday morning to fresh snow

Peak Sports where we rented our equipment

Looking out from Peak Sports to the American Eagle lift

Helen helps Adam get into his ski boot (I don't know why he can't do it himself)

View of one of the trails from the chair lift

Some chairs in front of ours as we head up

Me, Derek, and Adam

Helen with her arm around Adam on the Lumberjack lift

Breaking for lunch at Union Square village

Helen starts the food fest after we get back to the condo

Much to our surprise, our friends from Atlanta, the Williams, were staying in the same condo complex

Adam does a cannonball

Saturday February 13, 2010

We woke to a fresh blanket of snow and were eager to hit the slopes. We were fairly well rested with some skiing under our belt and not too fatigued yet. The temperatures were still in the low teens so we all stayed bundled up with gaiters over our faces, except Adam who still claimed he couldn't breath with the gaiter over his mouth. We still made him pull his gaiter up from time to time when we saw his lips turn too purple.

We had a good time on slopes. The weekend was a little more crowded, but the Beeline lift tickets you get for staying at a Copper resort allow you to enter a separate line and get in front of the regular lift ticket people which was nice!

The boys and I did a lot of skiing through the trees on paths along the sides of the regular ski trails. We had a lot of fun, except when the trail turned out to have some big bumps that launched us into the air or when we sometimes failed to navigate one of the turns and ended up stuck in snow up to our waist.

After skiing we bought some groceries from the market in the village and spent a while that night trying to figure out how milk, bread, gatorade, orange juice, and a frozen pizza could cost $30. I'm all about transparency and it annoyed me that there were no prices on the items and that we didn't get an itemized receipt. The guy just rang it up and gave us a total. I should have confronted him right there, but didn't. We went back the following day for answers and found out that the milk was $6, the bread was $5, the gatorade was $3, the juice was $3, and the pizza was $12. They didn't seem to appreciate me questioning their non-transparent pricing system.

We got back to the condo and stuffed our faces. The kids were dressed and ready to hit the hot tubs and were giving us play by play descriptions from the window of the people currently in the hot tubs. I ventured over to the window and looked down. I noticed that our good friends, the Williams family, from home was in one of the hot tubs! I went outside on the deck and hollered down to them. They were as surprised as us. We went down and had a great time visiting with them.

I setup an early morning ski outing with my friend Dave Williams and his friend they were staying with from Colorado, but we didn't really bite on any of the other social offers. Helen and I discussed once again how we're rarely into meeting up for social stuff with other people because we would rather just hang with our immediate family on our own schedule.