Winter is a gift. Forget about scraping the snow off your car in the dark, early, bitterly-cold mornings. Let go of the morning stress over getting the kids off to school – one mitt, two mitt, scarf, hat, boots and more! Acknowledge that the roads turn to ice and the slush clogs the sewers on your street, and then let it go.
Lift your eyes up from the urban winter experience and think about the mountains for a minute. The winter grime of the city is left behind in the valley. The highway a distant memory, and the only thing you see is the gleaming snowy peaks.
Travel in the winter on skis is absolute bliss. The feeling of floating, of flying, of making the perfect turn in the perfect snow. THIS is what winter is all about. The ultimate freedom of travel over snow on simple sliding objects like skis – this is the gift that winter gives us.
Taking a moment out of the seasons to be grateful is a gift in and of itself. They flow by so quickly, it’s Christmas and then Easter, then summer holidays, then school and the bite of cold weather again. Stop the hectic pace and pause: look to the mountains, step into your bindings and feel the power of the snow pressing against your skis. This is the life. Winter, we thank-you.