We skied Keystone today and I have a brand new respect for Amy and ski poles. But I’ll get to that in a minute. Here we are at the top of Keystone – River Run Gondola. There is Breckenridge in the background. Not crowded but very, very warm. And we’d like a few inches of snow…but doesn’t look like that’s going to happen.

Here we are at lunch. Late start, late lunch, everyone is great and happy. No lines, no crowds…



Then it happened. I had just skied off to chase Cayden, saw that Amy, Coop, and Camber were good. We get over the hump and wait for the rest of the crew. And we wait…and wait…and wait. I call. Not good. Cooper got blasted by a snowboarder. I mean…blasted.
Amy saw the guy and starts hollering at him. Threatens to beat him with her poles. Of course, I’m not there, just over the hill. Not knowing what is going him. I’m sure the guy passed me. He’s lucky. Amy decides (wisely, I might add) to stay with Cooper. As God would have it, there were two ski patrol guys on vacation from Philadelphia. They stop and help Coop get sitting up, put some ice on his wrist. They call the Keystone Ski Patrol.
Sol (pronounced Saul) was the ski patrol guy. He was awesome.



In fact, he was so awesome, Amy felt comfortable enough to take pictures. I’m glad she did. Coop got a ride in the yellow sled. It wasn’t as fun as he thought it would be. And the guys FLYYYY down the mountain.



It’s hard to explain to your girls that their brother is okay, he’s not going to die when he’s wrapped up in the yellow sled and their zooming down the mountain. I took the girls, got the car, skis and gear to meet up with Aim at the Medical Center. Cooper got to pick the color of his cast – orange. And within a couple of hours, the adventure was done.






We bagged him up so he could sit in the hot tub. Keepin’ it elevated and the good news? He can hit the slopes on Wednesday. And we will…
Pray that I don’t run into that snowboarder…










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