My mother told me I should quit skiing twenty years ago when I was approaching fifty. It was too dangerous,… Read more At Least It Was a Black Diamond Run

My mother told me I should quit skiing twenty years ago when I was approaching fifty. It was too dangerous,… Read more At Least It Was a Black Diamond Run
So much happens on this Solo Ski Sojourn 4 it’s a good thing to blog about it because… well, because… Read more And the Beat Goes On…
Stuff to remember Left Minneapolis January 6, 2022 Returned Minneapolis March 30, 2022 Total Miles: 9362 MPG: 19.6 (I was… Read more Solo Ski Sojourn 3: It’s a wrap!
Armed with my stack of National Park Service brochures, I turned right out of the NPS Regional office parking lot… Read more The Wander Woman Heads Home
I had hit my 500K vertical goal at Taos, so now Ski Santa Fe was icing. I must be a… Read more Falling for Santa Fe
I packed up ten days of chaos and pointed my truck southwest. After a couple of Advil, my back was… Read more Warm Weather Break
I was pleasantly surprised at how much I liked Aspen and all the skinny women there, but it was time… Read more Wolf Creek & Pagosa Springs, Yamaguchi Brothers
The road out of Granby took me to Kremmling, and then up to Hwy 134. I was supposed to take… Read more Close Calls, Generational Skiing, Ugly Sweaters
Fueling my travels is this mission I have of touching the WW2 Japanese American Incarceration camps and peripheral sites. I… Read more Utah—Desert, Mountains, the Past and Present
How important are friends as we lay dying? What happens to friendships at end of life? As I have been… Read more Final Friends. As the world falls away, do our friends depart as well?