I love snow pants! Wish I would have had them when I was a kid.
Several years back, I learned to snowboard — kind of. I went to the actual ski hills with my son and his friend on a day off of school. The boys helped me on the bunny hill for a while and then went off to have real fun. There were lots of people wanting to help and advise me — most were helpful.
By mid afternoon, the kids convinced me to get on the chair lift and try a blue run. This was a huge step for my fearful nature back then, but I’ve learned such steps need to be taken. I was terrified.
I made it down — many falls, no injuries outside of ego.
Thanks for your story that brought up the memory.:)