When you are not a very sporty person, the idea of spending your weekend participating in what your mind is perceiving as a extreme sport, is not very appealing. It gets even harder to admit that you are crying inside when your six year old is over the moon excited and fearless.
Living in Charlotte, North Carolina we don’t get a lot of snow around here. Maybe once every few years we’ll see a few inches of snow (and the whole city shuts down). That being said, we don’t own snow gear, or snow clothes, or anything of that sort… but we are resourceful. You should’ve seen me in layers of leggings, and sweatpants, and an old pair of Uggs. Throw in a rain jacket, and you have the perfect snow tubing outfit. Although, for my daughter’s fashion taste, I looked “embarrassing”. I didn’t care. I was warm and dry.
Maybe a little bit too warm, if I want to be honest. It was a scorching 55 degrees at the top of the mountain and I wasn’t feeling so good, as the windy roads messed up my stomach and I almost puked, twice.
But this weather was not ideal for snow activities. It’s basic science folks…snow melts on anything that is over freezing temperatures. Who would’ve thought that it was going to be so (relatively) hot at the top of a mountain in the middle of winter??? -Global Warming people!
We had to pay $5 for parking (cash only) when we got there…and… none of us had any non-plastic money.
**mental note to check do’s and don’t online before visiting a new place**
We started sweating even before we got out of the car. We worked hard to gather those $5 guys! Fortunately, there were enough quarters and dimes in the car. The attendant didn’t seem too happy to receive this heavy, and quite annoying form of payment. Money is money, and she let us through.
I was quite disappointed to see mostly green. Green hills, green grass everywhere (well, dead grass, mostly), and then I saw the snow. Tons of “snow”…cause I’m assuming it’s fake, just on the track lanes. Not quite what i was expecting. What ever happened to the sight blinding shine of the white snowy hills you see in the movies? I guess not in NC. It hasn’t snowed in a while around here.
We stood in line with a couple hundred other people. We got there pretty early, so we were like second in line, which was nice. When they opened the gate, they directed us to grab a tube per person and proceed to the tracks.
I was nervous, my heart was racing, my legs were shaking. My daughter and hubby went down the hill as I watched them. They seemed fine, so I went. I sat on the tube and let go. Weeeeeeee. I made it out alive. No broken bones, no injuries. I was fine. You might be thinking… It’s JUST snow tubing lady! Stop whining… No. You don’t understand. I am clumsy and I tend to always get injured…so I was very proud of myself here, friends!
When you successfully get to the bottom, you must get your tube and step onto the “magic carpet”, which is a slider conveyor carpet, that will pull you, and the tube, up to the top. Although, it takes like 15 minutes for it to get all the way up. It was the boring part of the ride. It goes slow because it has no handles and it’s very easy to lose your balance off of it, believe me. I almost did.
If you pay for one session, you only have 1 hr and 45 minutes to “play”. Trust me. That’s plenty. I couldn’t have done it longer. I didn’t get wet as people suggested, but instead, I was sweating to death, and dying to sit down and drink something cold.
The snow tubing ended up being a lot of fun, despite my earlier doubts. They also had zip lining, but that would’ve been too much excitement for one day.
This might be something we would do again. We all had lots of fun. My daughter keeps talking about it, and how much fun she had.
Here’s a short video of me sliding down the mountain…
So if you are in the area, visit Hawksnest in Seven Devils, NC. It’s the largest snow tubing park in the region, and guaranteed fun for the whole family. **kids 3 and up are allowed to ride**
Have you guys been there? I didn’t fall out…did you?