Trip Diaries:

A heartwarming story from a Park City Mountain Resort ski instructor about being able to pass on his love for skiing to his son. Warning...you might shed a tear.

How long have you been participating in skiing or snowboarding and who got you started? Have you thanked that person or family lately?

As the days get longer and the air starts to warm, I know it’s time to put my dreams of powder days away. But more importantly, I know it’s time to put away all the ski equipment and gear.

I would like you all to meet my Snowmama. In this picture Snowmama Sally was skiing Brighton Ski Resort back when wool pants and leather boots were the rage.

My kids are five and eight. Sometimes when I see them running with friends it seems so transitory. Like these are the friends they have when they are five and eight. And someday it will change because everything changes.

I’m five minutes late, I don’t know where to meet my instructor, I can’t remember which pocket has my ski lesson card and I don’t know when to click on my skis.

Spring has arrived, or maybe NOT?

I was making my way down and across a deserted Colorado mountain on my skis in a heavy snowstorm so that I could watch my 17-year-old daughter Reggie ski down a slope so steep and rocky that it’s been closed to the public for years.

HEIDI VOELKER is a three-time Olympian and 12-year member of the United States Ski Team. She’s Deer Valley’s Ambassador of Skiing and mom to Lucas, 8, and Stefan, 5, who now ski on Park City Mountain Resort Ski Teams.

One night, we had been in the hot tub for about an hour when we decided to go to bed. My chivalrous husband Jamie hopped out of the tub to grab our towels inside. Or at least he tried--he turned the knob to the door and nothing happened.

My progression to Snowmama started when a friend suggested we try adaptive skiing at the National Sports Center for the Disabled in Winter Park, CO. My younger son Carter is a full time wheel chair user.