Welcome to the Scharrer family's real life story! Most of our story is written for, and about, our four kids and the spice they add to our lives. It's our story of happiness, craziness, and sometimes ridiculousness. We've journaled through childbirth, the terrible two's, private school (and our public school experience), an autism diagnosis, medical school, residency, and long-term mission work in Africa.

Now we're following a new adventure, which involves a 45 foot motorcoach, homeschool, and as many ski slopes as we can go down in one year.

For posts from while we were living in Zimbabwe and updates about our future plans in Zimbabwe, please see our mission blog...

www.ourzimbabwejourney.blogspot.com.

31 March 2018

Vail - A Much KNEEDED Ski Vacation

with college friends' kids in York, NE
We had no idea that we were headed to the mecca of knee surgery recovery when planning our trip to Vail.  We did, however, expect Erik to begin his recovery there while he attended an emergency medicine medical conference.  The kids and I tagged along, of course, and although we were nervous to venture out without Erik, we had much anticipation for the fun we'd have on the slopes.

We loved the run "Simba"!
Before we had left home, Erik called and scheduled some physical therapy in Vail at a clinic that was recommended to him by his orthopedic surgeon.  He was rather surprised that the Vail therapy suggested that their patients come twice a day (compared to the twice a week that he was suggested to do in Minnesota), but welcomed the idea and the chance to get a jump start on healing.  The appointments were nicely scheduled in between the conference times and the free city bus made it very convenient for him to get back and forth.  Not only was Erik impressed with the clinic and the plethora of knowledge and resources, but he was also impressed with the wall of professional athlete jerseys, all belonging athletes who had gone to the clinic for knee surgeries and/or recovery.

The view from our room - pool side/slope side!
Spring skiing means light layers!









Prior to leaving, while planning our trip to Vail in the Skimobile, we discovered that RV's were not common or easy to have in (or near) Vail in the winter.  Fortunately, after several phone calls, we found someone to keep the Skimobile for us while we bunked down at a hotel close to the medical conference.  This initially seemed like a inconvenient task because we had to pack everything up and move it to the hotel, but once we saw our slope-side, pool-side room, there were no complaints!

Look at all the bruising. :(
Date night!
The weather was perfect for spring skiing!  We only had to wear our light coats or vests and still worked up a sweat on some of those runs!  Unfortunately, we had some back talk, disrespect, and downright bad choices on the kids' part, which caused us to have leave the mountain early almost every day. All except the little lady were even completely grounded from skiing at one point or another while we were there, which was very unfortunate on many different levels.  Giving the kids consequences is usually always just as much as a consequence for the parents, too!

St. Patrick's Day
After five days in Vail, a wonderful medical conference, and a successful week of physical therapy, we decided to head back to Park City, Utah, where we planned on meeting up with some friends from Minnesota, who were coming to Utah to ski - perfect!  Well, not everything always goes as planned and so when we went to pick up the motorhome and found that there were some obvious major problems that we couldn't quite figure out, we had to think fast and re-plan our journey.  Luckily, we were still able to drive the RV and we easily made it to Grand Junction, Colorado, where there was a Newmar Dealer and technician.  Also lucky for us, we also had some friends who lived there.  We stayed the night in the RV that night, in the parking lot of the Newmar dealer (with their permission first, of course), also enjoyed dinner with our friends, and were blessed with worshiping with a really great church congregation the next morning.  Shortly after church we decided to take off in the car for Park City, leaving the RV to be fixed over the next week.  Some other friends of ours opened their Park City condo to us, which made it easier to leave the RV, knowing we had a place to stay.  As always, our trip to Utah surprised us with a sick little boy, needed to stop and throw up multiple times.  Skogen has always had a touchier stomach, so I passed it off as that was all it was, but that night after we had arrived at the condo and all got tucked snugly in our beds, I found myself awake at least every 15 minutes with three of the four kiddos puking all. night. long.

Morning came and brought with it a whole new day, and plenty of time to lay around and relax after an eventful night.  The kids were able to catch up on some homework, get in the hot tub on the deck, and most importantly keep down saltines and Ginger Ale.  The next day, I took all except Skogen (who was still grounded) skiing at Canyons/Park City.  It was a perfect day with perfect weather and perfect snow.  We were all excited about returning the next day with our friends from Minnesota.  The next day brought warmer temperatures, which made the snow very sticky, and the ski conditions less desirable.  However, we still enjoyed our time with our Minnesota friends, accomplishing Night-Nine-Ninety, a double black diamond!  That evening we got pizzas and then took the kids to an escape room!  We had no idea what to expect with the adults being outnumbered by the kids, and the puzzle being created for adults, but we solved the mystery with minutes to spare!  We all pitched in to help and each of us -even Torsten- was valuable in solving the case.  So much fun!!
Skiing with Minnesota friends.








Our drive home went very well with a smooth RV pick up in Grand Junction, a quick stop at a friend's farm to see the animals, and then smooth sailing the rest of the way.


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