For the third year in a row Yumi and I took the kids
up to Ski Brule in Michigan's Upper Peninsula. Again, the old geezers
and Melaina would ski while the rest of the kids would snowboard.
We managed to arrive in the early evening
even after making a wrong turn near Oconto. it was all my fault as I foolishly
left Yumi to navigate on her own while I took a nap. While checking in
it was discovered that the hotel had made an error and didn't have a second
room for us. No problem: the boys would be living the high life in a jacuzzi
suite for the night.
The weather cooperated with highs in
the upper 20's. Matt's snowboarding instructor was an alternate on the
US X-Games team and nobody got hurt, though iset a record for falling
three times on one run---the only three times I'd wipe out during the