Several years ago Darragh and I decided it was high time we learned how to ski. Our first ever ski trip took us to Whistler. We hit the jackpot with the most amazing snow of the season in one of the premier ski resorts in the world. Sadly, it was lost on us as we spent most of the time in our ski lessons on the magic carpet.

Since that time, we’ve been lucky enough to visit several other gorgeous mountainous destinations including Alpe D’Huez and a resort close to Salzburg. Both trips dazzled us with beautiful scenery and good times.

Of all our ski trips, I was looking forward to this year’s trip to Verbier the most. Not only would we get to share it with our beautiful baba’s, but I was determined to increase my ski confidence on the slopes of Switzerland!

I had two goals for this ski excursion:
1. Return with all limbs in tact
2. Depart Verbier with the confidence to anticipate a return trip with enthusiasm

I had a quick scan today and I thankfully have all my body parts.
Thanks to a very patient and understanding husband, I am amazingly psyched for our next skiing adventure!

After two days of tears and the ever helpful shouts from behind me saying “point your ski’s down the hill”, I eventually made it down my little blue run without any snow plowing or side stepping. It took me 15 times, but darnit, I did it! After the first mishap of missing the ski lift, I even got on and of the lifts without taking any other skiers or myself out.

By the end of the trip I was zooming around with a huge smile on my face admiring the spectacular scenery.

I can now understand how people can catch the ski bug and return year after year. The wind on my face and fantastically beautiful scenery is someting I will look to with anticipation as the autumn leaves drop from the trees and the winter mornings cover the ground with frost.

Goodbye scaredy cat and hello ski princess!!!