My wife took me downhill skiing early in our relationship. Dear God, what an experience. As a child, a recurring nightmare of mine was falling backwards or downhill. So, you can imagine the outcome of that experience. As I tried to avoid the five hundred children between me and the bottom of the hill, I was in near panic. Who could enjoy the sensation of racing down…a hill…on top of snow? As I made it to the bottom of the ‘bunny hill’, the answer came in the form of the twenty smiling kids that passed me… at least twice. Clearly adults enjoy this sport, but the children gathered everywhere on the slopes were enjoying themselves.