A Quick Trip to the Mountains

On Friday Charlie mentioned that he wanted to go to the mountains over the weekend.  I thought about for a minute and realized that due to commitments over the next several weekend, if we didn't go this weekend we wouldn't be able to go until sometime in September.  Realistically if we put it off we probably wouldn't go.  So we waited until after Andy's football weigh-in, picked Sarah up from a birthday party and headed out of town.

We spent the night in Keystone at a cute little two bedroom ski condo that had a nice big porch and living room and a full kitchen - of course we didn't use any of it.  There was a small lake in the back where we fed the ducks and geese and we realized that the girls have an unnatural fear of geese.  But who doesn't, they are extremely aggressive.  Oh wait, now I know where they get it from.  The kids played on the playground and we avoided the rain and had dinner in the little village.

The next morning we had a yummy breakfast that included a bacon infused Bloody Mary (Charlie and I split it, because we had to try it) and then drove another 30 minutes to Breckenridge.  There they have all kinds of fun stuff for the kids to do including a mini roller coaster (where you have a brake and self-regulate your speed), an alpine slide (which is kind of like a luge where you ride a little sled with rollers and again have your own brake), a bungee trampoline, a timed maze, a ropes course, zip lines, panning for gold and a few other things.

The kids had a blast until we took our last (well, not planned last but ultimately last) trip down the alpine slide.  I didn't see it happen because I was on a different track (there are three), but Sarah fell off her slide on her way down and then Charlie and Amanda who were behind her but riding together on the same track almost flipped their sled and kind of crashed against the side to right themselves.  As a result we all ended up in the First Aid room getting the three of them cleaned up and trying to make sure there weren't any fiberglass remnants from the slides stuck in their skin.  There were no major injuries, just a few bumps and scrapes, but it put the girls in a bad mood so they wanted to go home.

I was worried they wouldn't want to go back anytime soon, but Amanda summed it up this morning when she said, "I don't want to ever go down the Alpine Slide again.  No, I don't want to ever go down the Alpine Slide with Daddy again."  Guess I win the companion award.  Regardless, I'm so glad we got out of town and did something fun and took advantage of the amazing place that we live.  Hopefully we will find time to do it (safely) again!