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Ski School – Mt Baw Baw

We spent the weekend at Mt Baw Baw so, not knowing what the weather would bring, I decided to dig out my old EOS D60 camera, better safe than sorry.

On the Saturday we booked the kids into ski school for the day. The trek from our lodge to the ski school was about 600-800 meters. It felt a lot longer with our ski boots on, carrying our skis. We had tears on the walk there, complaining about how hot they were, yes I did say hot, as the sun had come out and we made them carry their own skis. Georgia announced that she didn’t even want to go to stupid ski school, she didn’t want to learn to ski and she certainly didn’t want to carry her skis. Great start to the day. We eventually arrived at the ski school with two grumpy looking kids who you’d think had just been made to cross the Himalayas. At this point, I was dreading the thought of one or both of them not taking to it when they were booked in for the full day. Anyway off they went with their┬áSki Instructor, a young guy from the UK, called Joel. Both Matt and myself had an hour’s tuition and met back at 10am to see what the kids were up to. I tentatively walked over, half expecting to see one of them with a face like thunder after the start to the day we’d had. Instead I was met with a sight of them both having an absolute ball. They were already skiing, able to control their skis, able to snow plough or make a pizza shape as they prefer to call it. They were going down the nursery slopes like they had been doing it for years! Phew! Also they were using the magic carpet to get back up the nursery slope (like a conveyor belt that they stand on). Way back when I learned to ski, the way we got up the slope was with aching tired legs and sheer pain! Relieved, we went off for some more skiing and kept touching base with them every hour or so.

My fears were well and truly quashed, they were loving it and picked it up really quickly. Joel, their instructor was so patient and good with them. They had their lunch with him and in the afternoon he even took them for hot chocolates, sausage sizzles and got them a couple of bandanas to wear while they watched a snow boarding competition during a break.

They learned how to link their turns and then he showed them how to use the proper ski lift.

The posing? Oh no, she already knew how to do that…

They started by using a practice lift, with Joel running up the hill dragging them. My goodness he must burn some calories in a day!

Then, they were allowed to use the lift and go on the proper slope.

What goes up, must come down…

They achieved way more than I expected them to in one day and, more than that, their instructor said how lovely they were to teach; that they were smiling and listening all day. I must be doing something wrong, because that wasn’t the two kids I left at ski school at 9:00 am.

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