A love letter to Belleayre Mountain

Maybe it is because this was the first place I ever truly skied.  Perhaps it is a result of the stunning panoramic views in every direction.  It may be because of the friendliness of every staff member I've ever encountered.  Or, it might be because of the all-things-considered reasonableness of the price of a lift … Continue reading A love letter to Belleayre Mountain

Schooled on skiing

I spent most of my childhood in a village nestled in a valley between two (smallish) mountains.  Each of these mountains was home to a (smallish) ski resort.  Despite the proximity of these places to experience skiing, I personally never availed myself of the opportunity.  Skiing was always a bit beyond the budget, a fact … Continue reading Schooled on skiing

Gala is my 2nd favorite word for “party.”

A close second, I might add.  Just for the record, my most favorite is "fete," but enough of language.  Here are the pictures which tell a thousand words!  Seeing as how everyone at the fete event looked like a million bucks, let me add a few additional words of the text variety: This was a … Continue reading Gala is my 2nd favorite word for “party.”

Cross country love

Despite the fact that the conditions were dangerously icy yesterday and I fell multiple times, jamming my thumb really hard once and landing on my ass hard enough to create a bruise that I almost felt compelled to name, I absolutely LOVE cross-country skiing.  If you haven't given it a try because you mistakenly believe … Continue reading Cross country love

Living La Vida Local

A typical autumn Saturday... A cold morning moderated by sunshine and running around a field. Then it was off to All Good Bakers... ...for a couple of tasty baguettes to accompany the fantastic cheese I selected from my new neighbor, The Cheese Traveler.  I went with a raw cow's milk washed rind (washed with beer!) … Continue reading Living La Vida Local