Our final day up north found us at Attitash, home of the famous mile-long alpine slide. I have very vague memories of riding with my father on the slide back around 1977, and I haven't forgotten it. The experience is still as thrilling more than thirty years later. You take a chairlift halfway up a mountain where you then get on a plastic sled with a control stick. Push it forward and it allows you to roll down the cement track, pull it back and you slow down and eventually stop. The slide curves through the trees and down the mountain for a fabulous ride. I wish I could post some pictures, but for obvious reasons they don't allow you to take photos while riding. All five of us had a ball and learned that going "full throttle" through the turns made the ride thrilling.
Next on the agenda was the bungy-trampoline jump. Our local mall has one of these contraptions set up inside and my kids have begged us to try it. Well, we all tried it and let me assure you, it was a new and fun experience, but once was probably good enough for us. The boys didn't quite understand you had to use your legs to push off from the trampoline, but Alanya got the hang of it quickly. Jason and I tried it too. It was fun, but I can think of other things I'd do first.
After a picnic lunch - it was an absolutely beautiful day - we took the chair lift to the summit. The top of Mt. Washington was in the clouds, but we had a spectacular view. Our last big activity was the climbing wall... another first for most of us. Again, the boys had a hard time with it, never really putting their trust in the attendants who were holding the ropes. I made it about 3/4 of the way up the wall, and Jason made it to the top, but the surprise of the day? Alanya is a climbing fool! She scrambled to the top of the "easy" wall twice, and then mastered the "medium" wall. We were all quite proud of our fearless girl.
Maybe she will be the next to get a motorcycle! Overall, a fabulous weekend, with lots of fun.
No comments:
Post a Comment