11.01.2012 - 11.01.2012
The last day's skiing behind us now, and agreeably no broken bones or major injuries! I was still sporting a few grazes and bruises from yesterday so took it very quietly, whilst the boys took it upon themselves to improve on their previous record of 180 degree twists. Tom lead the way and in somewhat spectacular fashion failed his attempt at a 360. He broke his ski but miraculously no bones. I stood on with very mixed fatherly emotions - admiring his considerable sense of adventure and bravery but with an almost equal measure of concern at the utter folly. The funniest part was his attempt to hide the agony as he lay sprawled immobile in the snow but with just enough energy to shout encouragement to Geordie for his attempt. Thankfully, Geordie summoned all the wisdom of his 15 yrs and decided discretion was the better part of valour, and so passed on the attempt. Anyway, nothing too serious, and there endith the days skiing.
It still amazes us that the skiing was as good as it was given the paucity of snow. Lake Tahoe really is a beautiful spot and we would all be back here in a flash but for that ever elusive winning lotto ticket.
We head off tomorrow for San Francisco - all of a 3 hr drive from here. Looking forward to the sights, a bit of Alcatraz, some clam chowder at Fishermans Wharf, and whatever else it has in store for us. I'm keen to replicate the car chase scene from Bullitt ( Steve McQueen to the unitiated) but not sure the Chevy will get air on even the streets of SF. Could be fun trying...