We took things up a notch for this year's ski season: we bought a ski bus (a.k.a. The Syncro) and
rented our ski shack out for the season.
Our goal was to ski all over Colorado since Abbie had free
days at every resort. Personally, I racked
up 28 days of skiing, Trish had similar numbers and, Abbie and Jack got between 15 and 20.
We picked up the ski bus with a road trip from
Valley, ID to Denver. We were hoping to ski at Jackson Hole on the way home. The sub-zero temperatures quickly
changed our minds and we learned about its sub-par wind resistance driving through Wyoming.
The kids and I started the season with a trip to A-Basin, followed by a day at Keystone. Then Trish and I hit Mary Jane
before heading to Montana for Christmas.
Around this same time, Trish sold her Xterra and we became a one-vehicle family.
The Syncro had its first (and only!) breakdown on the way to my parent's on Christmas Eve.
We raced Santa Claus to The Cabin, packed in a rented sedan with two kids, two dogs and two cats. We realized
afterward the car had bald tires and a broken windshield-washing system. Thank goodness the roads were dry.
The Syncro remained in Bozeman
for a week while getting repairs done at Straightaway Motors. We enjoyed the beauty of Montana without it, sledding,
skiing at Big Mountain and celebrating New Years with good friends in West Glacier. Taking Trish and the kids
skiing in Montana was a ski-life highlight for me. As a teenager, I learned how to downhill ski at Big Mountain and
it was really cool to show my family its awesomeness.