It's a bright and crisp day here in Northern Virginia, the day after a messy snow storm. For nine years, Fridays in January and February were always fun, because it was ski day at my daughter's school.
For decades, she and her classmates would head en masse to Bryce Ski Area. We're talking essentially the whole school goes to ski and snowboard. Every kid was required to take a lesson, and most participated in an end of the season mini-olympics competition. every kid was outside, on the mountain. No computers or televisions, although plenty of greasy food in the lodge. The head of the ski school even yodels to call them to the lessons. When kids start doing this in kindergarten, it makes skiing a sport for life for most of them.
So today, now that my daughter is in high school, I'm lamenting the loss of Friday ski day, and I'm sure she feels the same way.
The picture at the top is a screenshot from the Bryce webcam, today, Friday, and the kids you see are from the school.
