Knox på mamma Izzys rygg. Foto: Zoya Lynch
Kindred: en film om föräldraskap i bergen
Systrarna Lynch växte upp med bergen som lekplats och när den professionella skidåkaren Izzy själv blev mamma för lite drygt ett år sedan förändrades mycket, men livsstilen är fortfarande densamma.
Kindred är en berättelse som hur familjen Lynch gick från en vardag i staden till att plötsligt ha Klippiga Bergen som lekplats. Föräldrarna drog en passionerad chansning och byggde en lodge djupt in bland bergen där barnen spenderade en stor del av sin uppväxt.
Izzy Lynch besteg sin första topp med skidor när hon var nio år gammal. Idag är hon en av Nordamerikas mest etablerade professionella skidåkare och ses ofta på bilder tagna av sin professionella fotograf till syster Zoya.
För ett och ett halvt år sedan blev Izzy mamma till sonen Knox. Det förändrade mycket, men livsstilen med dagliga äventyr bland Kanadas storslagna natur var inget som hon ville ge upp. Att hon själv som ung fått friheten att leka och bege sig ut på äventyr har gjort det till något lika självklart som de flesta familjer idag ser på dagis och ipads.
Såhär skriver Izzy Lynch själv om föräldraskapet och kritiken som riktats i samband med filmsläppet kring livsstilen:
When my son was born a year and a half ago we immersed in the outdoors almost immediately. Backcountry camping at three weeks old, strapped to my chest as I hiked the trails around our home almost daily, and finally, giggling gleefully on my back while together we skied that same mountain I first summited over two decades ago, while filming for Kindred last year.
To be clear, my lifestyle is not a cavalier attempt to prove I am the most ”adventurous parent”. It is how I grew up, it is the life I have always known and as far as I am concerned, a baby is only going to add to the adventure.
But evidently times have changed since our parents’ generation skied with babies on their backs and since the release of Kindred I’ve been both openly congratulated and criticized for exposing my child to such environments. Some see it as a gift, and some see it as dangerous and selfish.
People are entitled to their own opinions and I understand the desire to criticize when you see people doing things differently than you- we all do it, in our heads or otherwise. It seems as soon as you have had a child of your own, it’s hard to shut off your opinions on how best to rear and raise.
But the truth is, ALL parents navigate more risks than a winter’s worth of weak snowpack layers in blinding snowstorm on a daily basis. The dangers to our children are never-ending and when you start to list them (choking, tripping, sleeping, temperature, bathing, high chairs, stairwells, germs, stranger danger… the list goes on.) It is easy to question why one would ever leae the house in the first place. But, without knowing the abilities, comforts, and skills of other parents, or the circumstances in which they are making their daily string of risk management decisions it’s best to focus on doing our own job the best we can rather than being quick to judge.
Already, at just over a year and half, I see the wonder in my son’s eyes when he looks out the window in the morning as the first light of the day working its way down the nearby peaks. I’ve watched him curiously explore new sensations that come with the changing seasons, like the crunch of leaves under his feet, snow melting between his fingers or the never ceasing joy that toddlers seem to get from pooling water after the rain falls. I’ve also watched him learn to respond to the risks that come with these new experiences outdoors. I’ve felt him grasp my hand when he senses he might fall, and hesitantly let him go as he pushes away from me to run through the forest as fast as his little legs will take him.
It is our duty as parents to make decisions that will keep our children safe and happy. We also have the privilege of giving them the opportunity to experience wonder in places that make them feel fully alive.
When it comes to carefully and consciously taking my son out into the mountains, letting him feel the wind in his hair and sharing in the freedom that I have felt on my skis since that very first summit- the rewards far outweigh the risks in my mind. And let’s face it, I probably wouldn’t have signed up for this whole parenting gig if playing outside wasn’t part of the deal.
– Izzy Lynch