The Farmer used to ski and we would take youth groups on ski trips.  The Farmer’s bride took ski school when their daughter was about 11.  Their daughter took off like a flash and the bride of the Farmer flunked ski school.  She was always proud of being such a good student.  She was Salutatorian of her high school class.  But those studies did not include insanity, such as putting two wooden boards on the bottom of your boots and heading down a mountain with only a ski pole to protect you from injury.  This Grammy has some common sense and that does not make any sense, when you could be shopping! 

“Skiing combines outdoor fun with knocking down trees with your face.” – Dave Berry

That was all a few years ago.  This year in March, that same daughter, who now has four children of her own, invited us to meet them in Breckenridge, Colorado to join their families’ ski trip.  We didn’t ski as the Farmer has a bum knee he’s going to get replaced and well, you know my thoughts on skiing.  We were along in case Addie got tired of skiing and needed to go back to the hotel for some craft time with Grammy.  It’s a good thing I always have crafts and will travel. 

The last day of the ski trip it started to snow really heavy in the mountains and we planned to travel home that night.  The forecast in Kansas was pretty awful, with winds of 80 mph and blowing dust.  It was decided that instead of staying in Denver that night we would leave Breckenridge early afternoon and head for the farm. 

The wind was ferocious but we made it to farm around 10pm.  We caught some water and got everyone to bed as it looked like it might be an interesting night.  About 2am we lost power and our windows of the old farmhouse were plastered with snow.  In all we received ten inches of blowing snow with very large drifts.  There would be no snow plow through our country road and no way to get out of our drive.  The interstate was closed anyway.  We had enough water to keep us all going and a gas cook stove with plenty of supplies.  It was a great adventure and our hearts were so grateful to be home.  We were not too warm as we had no heat but we weren’t too cold either.  No internet so we played games and had a grand time. 

“A perfect example of the power of prayer is when a big blizzard closes the schools on the day of a big exam.” – Doug Larson

Our daughter, son-in-law and grandchildren were able to get out the next morning and head home.  It was a great adventure and we were truly blessed to be safe and home.