Not seeing family and friends and limited travel were probably the toughest parts of the past year. Our RV trip last summer was just what we needed at the time. We still weren’t ready to board a plane, so ski week was limited to destinations within driving distance. We stopped in Park City on the way to Yellowstone and it was very manageable, even though we did it in two stretches. Tahoe seemed too close and Colorado seemed too far, so Park City it was.
Normally, we pack the morning of or departure, but we planned to leave around 6am, so the car and skis were packed and ready to go the night before. Luna didn’t knew what was happening and didn’t want us to leave. It really wasn’t too bad and I didn’t hear one complaint during the 13-hour ride. The kids also experienced their first KFC, which received a thumbs up (though not Chick-Fil-A level).
Ann and Jeremy’s kids also had the week off, so they invited us to stay with them at their new home in Utah. We weren’t their first guests, but there are so many rooms, we got to choose one that hadn’t yet been occupied. We skied our first day at Canyons/Park City and then two days at Deer Valley, which is their home mountain.
Jea and Eddie also came out for the week, so we all met up for dinner, as we had last year for Olivia’s Birthday in Beaver Creek. We also enjoyed some great dinners at home. The kids ventured out to sled in their back yard, which is a golf course in the summer. We’ll have to go back to check that out.
Emma and her friend, Natalie, joined the party at the same time we moved over to a hotel in town mid-week. We skied Park City and Canyons the rest of the week. We celebrated Natalie’s birthday at 350 Main, which was quiet and very manageable. The next night, we went to Tekila, which was a little closer to Señor Frog’s during spring break. Grace was double-masked.
The rest of the family voted to leave on Saturday to have a full day at home on Sunday. Friday was our last day of skiing. We were able to say a quick hello to Teresa and the twins. Unfortunately, we never connected with Ulrik, who kindly texted me every morning to search for powder without the kids (it snowed over 3 feet while we were there). We had one last dinner with Ann, Jeremy, Emme and Elsen before packing up and heading out at 7am the next morning.
The weather was a little clearer on the way home. We stopped for a late lunch in Truckee before getting stuck in Sacramento traffic. 14 hours later we arrived home to Luna, who missed us, but was kept company (and alive) by Romana.
Honestly, skiing during COVID-19 wasn’t too bad. Everyone wears masks. We tested before and after the trip and thankfully we were negative. Looking forward to getting a few more days in this season and hopefully things will be more back to normal next winter.
Lastly, after 170,000 photos, Olivia and Lucas are starting to tire of taking pictures. They are now inclined to oblige me by swapping smiles. I’ll take what I can get.
