You may remember that it was my birthday last week.
One of the birthday gifts that my loving family got for me was a weekend stay in a yurt. You may be asking yourself, "what is a yurt?" To be honest, I was surprised how many Colorado people didn't know what a yurt was, so don't beat yourself up if you don't know.
Basically, a yurt is a somewhere between a big tent and a small shack. The YMCA of the Rockies ... Snow Mountain Ranch has a campground "village" of them.
These yurts are pretty nice. They don't have heating, but they do have electricity, which means you can bring electric space heaters (which we did). They also have lights, a little refrigerator, and a microwave in each.
We had a couple of little tables with chairs. There was a full sized bed and two bunk beds. The two bunk beds were nice because it meant each child could have a top bunk.
Because of snow, we actually had to walk 150 feet to get to the yurt. We were glad to have snowshoes as we brought our stuff from the minivan to the yurt.
Quite frankly, it was awesome. It was sort of a snow-camping experience without the danger of hypothermia. The space heaters did a fine job keeping the yurt warm enough.
We had a ridiculous amount of fun playing games and laughing and just being silly.
The next day, we woke up to a gorgeous day. We had snowshoed around enough that the paths from the yurt to the van and to the bathrooms were fairly passable without snowshoes.
After some fun in the snow by our home-base, we headed off to Snow Mountain Ranch's "Nordic Center".
We grabbed some inter-tubes and lugged them to the Ranch's tubing hill. We spent a couple hours doing that.
This was a blast.
Then, we had a picnic lunch in the snow.
After lunch, we headed back into the Nordic Center and rented cross-country skis. We went through an hour-long cross-country ski lesson.
And then we practiced our newly learned skill on the Ranch's ski paths.
And that was a totally awesome blast. I've always wanted to try cross-country skiing, but just never got around to it. I am thankful to my wife for coming up with this idea for my birthday weekend.
My oldest son and I skied longer than my wife and younger son. By the time we got back into the Nordic Center it was getting dark.
This is absolutely something that we will have to do again sometime.
The weekend went too fast. I wish I would have gotten more (and better) pictures. The memory will last a lifetime.
And I hope we can do this again sometime.
Happy birthday to me.