Our family ski experience is like my Pandemic Predictions => I got a lot wrong.
When I was shelling out for childcare/preschool, skiing struck me as a very expensive way to do a lot of driving, without much cardio.
A friend, with four kids (and a jet), made the observation… “you gotta be able to do something as a family.” Given his role, as the smartest guy I know, we decided to give it a try.
My wife didn’t believe me when I said, in advance, “We’re making a million dollar decision here.”
Frankly, I took it easy on her. The math is daunting…
- 25 years, $5,000 per annum, 10% p.a. opportunity cost => $490,000
- Extend that into your family tree (I have three kids)
- Add-on housing, in the most expensive real estate markets in the country, with persistently negative yields…
But wait, there’s more.
Add-in the inflationary effect of surrounding yourself with the largest spenders in our society.
And… have a look around the parking area, with the smell of legal weed wafting across the empty beer cans… Is this an environment where I’d like to leave my teenaged kid unsupervised?
Still… “you gotta be able to do something as a family”.
$175,000 worth of opportunity cost later, I can ski any run, with any member of my family. This makes me happy during a time of year I used to dread.
Total immersion (5 million vertical feet, in three seasons) let me achieve my goal quickly… Something outside, at a high level, with any member of my family.
Unexpectedly worth it… but only after I figured out our family’s cash burn.
I cope with the “demographic” by focusing my energy on seeking to ski like an instructor, with the fitness of a ski patroller. These goals provide structure for my athletic year.
Like much of my outdoor life, my participation is conditional and always one major crash away from ending.