Living the ski lifestyle isn’t exactly easy for most busy parents. But where there’s a will, there’s a way.
It’s 9:30 on a midwinter Friday night, and a river of red taillights winds its way east along I-80 up and over the High Sierra. Many of the cars are heading to old family cabins and rental properties around Lake Tahoe—places that are dark and empty most weekdays. But late on Fridays they come to life with the warmth of wood stoves and soft lights and the comforting smells of home-cooked lasagna and chili and hot chocolate.
Songwriter Fran Landesman must have been a skier: What else could explain her lyrics to "Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most" but that snowless window between April and November? Sure, we endure the warm weather and clear skies all summer, but our hearts belong to winter and to our beloved ski hills. The only thing that makes our six-month separation bearable—especially this time of year—is the knowledge that when we finally get back on the slopes, they'll be better than we left them.