Well, friends, it seems God wants me to be a skier. The very next weekend after my first time downhill skiing, some friends invited me along on a weekend adventure at Monarch Mountain, where it snowed 45 inches of fresh powder in the five days before and during our stay. On Saturday, my wonderful friend … Continue reading Fresh Powder.
Well, friends - it only took me 15 months as a Colorado resident, but I finally joined the ranks of downhill skiers! After a year spent watching my friends decamp to the mountains every weekend, I jumped at the chance to tag along with a few of my favorites to their condo in Silverthorne. We … Continue reading Halfway to Sochi.