Alta Sierra Fun

Growing up in the Kern River Valley, I have many great memories of going to Shirley Meadows.   Learning how to ski, sledding with church friends, and ditching a day of school to ski with my Dad are among the  memories that come to mind.   But my most fond memory is of a time when the Robert’s family loaned us two snow mobiles.   Joe, my Dad, my cousin Josh, and I blazed the Greenhorn trails and had a blast.  Unfortunately, Joe and I were riding together and we hit a bump in the trail and his head flew into the back of mine.   The result wasn’t so pretty.  Needless to say, Joe had a broken nose.  Luckily he forgave me for my poor driving and we laughed about that event for years after.  

Its been many years since I have been back up to Shirley Meadows/Greenhorn.   Today the Tucker family, Harley and his twins, and I went to check out the snow.  It was a beautiful drive and not really as far as I had remembered from my childhood.   A high school friend Leah Sturm’s parents were there with their grandchildren.  They happily shared their sleds and helped us make a snowman.   The kids loved the whole experience.   I think they had more fun destroying the snowman than actually building it.   And of course, they loved eating/ licking/ kissing the snow.  Krissy brought hot chocolate and marshmellows to help us warm up before driving home.