backcountry with sawyer

the day: mar 31st. warm~ish, somewhere around 40°F, no sun or wind, but still plenty of snow in spring condition, soft and easy to turn on but fast.

the adventure: 'secret sherbie' over on moose mtn with my most favorite son, sawyer. 

the memories: i have been talking moose mtn up to soy for a while and despite his lack of skiing, he was game. the last time we skied backcountry--and his first and maybe only--was at least a half dozen years ago. but i was thinking, it's not too tight, snow is good, and a 'hockey stop' is always an option. after a practice run in the field at the bottom, we headed up. 

sawyer was impressed with the terrain, and the coverage. with the helmet he borrowed from pam, he was willing to go downhill. at some point i went past him and got to the flats where i slowed and stopped to wait. when he finally came down he showed me his thumb...

him: i hit a tree...

me: ouch! you really whacked it...

him: if i can move it like this, i probably didn't break it, did i...?

me: probably not. it's wicked hard to break your thumb...

notes:

• fathers can be wrong, you can move a broken thumb "like that", and still smile. thank you diane for the diagnosis!
• continued good coverage on the last day of march is something to smile about!
• skiing backcountry with sawyer, in team jackets no less, makes us both smile!

go outside and play!