Looking ahead to the ski trip I’d been planning, I was worried I’d be writing another post about how I chickened out, this time on the slopes. The one time I’d tried skiing, I was a shy teenager in Albuquerque. After borrowing all of these ridiculous skiing clothes, renting equipment, signing up for the lesson… I didn’t last 15 minutes. I was older than the other beginners, I felt stupid, and I just hated the whole thing. I took off my skis (actually, “ski,” as I only ever got one on) and headed to the lodge, where I sat very happily reading my Sweet Valley High book I’d so wisely brought along. So I can very proudly say:
This time I didn’t chicken out.
Las Vegas schools have had exactly one snow day in 20 years. But up on Mt. Charleston, things are a bit different. Driving up there, the landscape goes from desert to winter wonderland in a matter of minutes. I love it!
This town has everything!!
Las Vegas’ very own ski and snowboard resort was something I had to see — but there was no way I was doing this alone. A big group of us headed up there on a recent Saturday morning, beginners or close-to-beginners, every one of us. It was great! Once everyone else was settled with equipment and clothing, I thought I could get out of it. But no. Soon I was geared up and off to the bunny slope to take my lesson.
The weather couldn’t have been nicer, one of the biggest assets of having a resort in Las Vegas. If it’s one thing we’ve got, it’s sunny skies! (Fun fact: LVSSR boasts more than 300 sunny days a year.)
I quickly latched onto my friend, Erika, shown here. When she filled out her form, she’d put “scaredy cat” as her ski level, so I knew she’d be the least annoyed by me. I have to say here — she did awesome! She left me in the dust almost immediately, which was fine with me. I know that not everyone has ridiculous hangups like I do!
When it was my turn, I was the only one who wouldn’t go. It was awful. I had no idea how fast those skis were going to glide, and I just couldn’t let go. Finally, the instructor held up one of us poles, I grabbed on, and he pulled me. Yes, I’m not proud, but it worked!! Once I finally felt what it was like to move down a mountain with these strange things attached to my feet, I was able to putt-putt my way down the bunny slope.
It was awesome!
I did it!
My euphoria was short-lived as it hit me: the only way back up was the chairlift. I considered my options: Was it feasible to ditch the skis, offer to pay for them, and hike back up?
I have never been more scared in my life. I was still trying to gain even the slightest amount of control, and thinking about myself up there almost did me in. I let a handful of people go ahead of me, as they kept trying to usher me over. No way. Finally, my friend Lacey grabbed me, and I was suddenly dangling high above the ground!
Getting on and riding is something I think I could used to, but getting off? I was petrified! I quickly found out I couldn’t stop. Panic!! The guy had to grab me and stop me from slamming into the about 10 people standing around.
But I did it! And then… I didn’t do it again. Once was enough for me. I conquered the fear, and I might go again some other day, but so much went into getting me down the bunny slope just one time, that a second attempt would have to wait.
You win some (riding a horse at Grand Canyon Ranch), you lose some (the challenge course at Miraval got me), but I always have fun trying!
LVSSR is open seven days a week, 9 am until 4 pm.
Kids 3 1/2 and up are welcome. Lessons for all levels are available, as well as equipment and clothing rentals.
From downtown Las Vegas: Take U.S. Highway 95 north approx. 30 miles to
Hwy 156, Lee Canyon.
Follow Hwy 156 17 miles to the resort. The highway ends at Las Vegas Ski & Snowboard Resort.
I was a guest of the Las Vegas Ski & Snowboard Resort, but all opinions here are my own.