For many years we made the annual trek up to Big Sky Montana for a few days of skiing fun. The kids and adults alike all had a great time. This year after a 12 year break we decided it was time to go again. Jeff had his heart attack 12 years ago and two knees replaced in the last year and a half.
Between schedules and babies not everyone was able to go but we had a good group. Magan, Rachel and Leslie packed up their families for the ride to Big Sky. Jack and Debbie and kids came also.
A trip north requires a stop at The Gusher for pizza.
Leslie, Mary, Rachel
Our condo overlooked the ski runs. The sunrise woke us to a beautiful day. Everyone headed for the ski hill. We decided to not ski the first day but were soon called to the hill to check on Lily who had hurt her arm. It did not look too bad so we decided to wait on the x-rays.
Nothing like Grandpa to have close by when you get hurt.
Grant and Ana were in teenage ski heaven.
We finally got our ski gear on and headed to Mr. K the longest run to be found any where. This was Jeff's adventure after his knee replacements. He did great.
Jeff and the "girls". Three generations of girls, how fun is that?