December 25th, 1991 – by: VegasBrittney
Stolen pic #2 gives you a good idea of the ski up condo's
So I moved to Las Vegas from Springville, Utah when I was 10 years old. We lived on a beautiful mountain side in Utah. Utah's state motto is "The Best Snow on Earth" so one might wonder why at age was I 13 just finally learning to ski but frankly I was just thrilled to be learning. For Christmas that year my sister and I received snow skis and a trip to Brian Head, UT the Best place on earth to learn as it turns out. Brian Head is only about a 3 hour drive from Vegas, we drove threw Cedar City, UT and then headed up what appeared to be a secret back canyon drive way all the way up the mountain side. The road is only two lanes and very slippery, with lots of switch backs and steep grades, a bit scary to tell you the truth. Upon reaching the summit Brian Head Resort lays in front of you and all the lifts and slopes beckon you to give them a chance. We were signed up for classes, so my parents took off to do some "real" skiing while McCall and I joined our classmates. I was always more athletic than she was so I picked up quickly and she fell down quickly. The "bunny hill" is a gradual slope that allows beginners to get comfortable with the snow and not feel too intimidated, you become accustomed to the boards on your feet and getting on and off the lift. By the end of the day I was ready to move up a step.
By our second trip I was off the "bunny hill" and threatening to take on "black diamonds" but those would wait until the following year as they were on the other side of the resort, or so I told myself at the time.
We stayed at a friend’s condo that year and since it was at the base of the lodge we could ski right to it. We would finish our day and simply glide over. I remember it was New Years and we had nothing to bring in the New Year with so Mom found pots and pans in the kitchen and we went out in the snow and banged them together and screamed and laughed and rang in 1992.