It is a pretty amazing thing to go from T-shirt weather at a hundred feet over sealevel to the snowline of a 10,991 ft volcano as an afternoon drive. Bruin has a much clearer picture of what we mean when we tell him that the Volcano is white because there is snow on it.
We pulled up to Etna Sud, the lodge on the southside of the mountain. You can see the single chairlift. They had a better one, but it got wiped out by a lava flow in 2002.
We parked along the rode in typical Italian fashion, and threw the boys into the snow.
They quickly figured out how to slide down on their bellies.
So we climbed up on the lip of a crater and started butt-sliding down into the center.
Bruin had more fun sliding like Superman, but I found that going on my back headfirst prevented snow from filling my shirt and pants.
Logan had fun sliding down with us too, but I think Kathy was so worried about his safety everytime that she forgot to take any pictures. If it's nice again this weekend we'll go back up. We'll have to get some pictures of the ultra-posh Italians too. They are rediculous, like the ski-lodge people from a 70s Bond movie combined with a Hip-Hop music video. Plus, Kathy can show off her super snow scaling abilities. The Italians have no idea how to walk up snow, and tend to line up and follow the same trail. It quickly becomes ice, and they start falling all over each other. Kathy walked right around the whole line, and when they saw her, some looked up, forgot what they were doing and fell down.
Oh, and if anyone sees a sled that I could use to drag the boys back up the hill on we could really use one. They have little sleds here, but what we really need is a tobagan type, probably an inflatable one. That way it will be cheap to ship and bounce easily off the lava rocks.
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