We were trying to escape the heat in the valley so my daughter and Adam suggested we go up to the top of Mount Buller. We agreed and it was about 8 to 10 degrees cooler as the temperature dropped from 38 to about 29 degrees. We stopped at the bottom of one of the newer quad chairlifts, divided into two groups of four each and hopped onto the lift to go up to the top, enjoy the view and have a drink.
The view on the way up was wonderful as you can see from the pic above, we watched the mountain bikers sliding and twisting their way down the mountain bike paths and Adam gave us a running commentary of the scenery and the changes on the runs since he had gone on holidays. He pointed out where they had cleared the bush and where the forest was starting to creep into areas that would be cut back as soon as he returned to work.
I listened with half an ear; the last time I rod a chair lift was about 10 years ago and it was about -5 degrees not +29degrees and I was enjoying the sun and the wind. I was also impressed by my two-year-old grandsons’ ease about riding the chair. He had been skiing a few months before and had ridden the chairlift with mom and dad so they could teach him to ski.
I have video of him skiing and he appears to be enjoying himself and will take to the ski school in the southern winter with ease and enthusiasm. We need to be more open to experience and trust that we will enjoy and perhaps excel in them if we give ourselves half a chance.
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