Brian Head Utah - Ski Trip

April 2025: This spring break was a milestone — my kids’ first time on the slopes. Day one started started slow as altitude sickness hit like a surprise test we hadn’t studied for. But by the next morning, my crew rallied like pros. We woke to fresh powder and that crisp mountain air that makes you believe you’re competing in the Olympics.

After morning lessons, the boys took to snowboards, my daughter and wife strapped on skis, and I had the morning to myself — just me, the mountain, and the comforting knowledge that I could still (mostly) stay upright. We survived ski lifts, slippery stairs in clunky boots, and the occasional impromptu snow angel or snowball fight. Evenings were reserved for hot tubs, where we discovered sore muscles in places we didn’t know existed.

And of course, every good adventure deserves a food ritual — ours was the local pizza joint in the town center that quickly became “our spot.” By the end of the trip, everyone had a few scrapes, a lot of stories, and a shared appreciation to mountain air. Aside from some early trip barfing, overall not a bad first family ski trip — and no one had to be airlifted out, so I’m counting it as a win.