With a hurt left leg that was swelling and bruising, my return to Denver and the prospect of driving 825… Read more Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig.

With a hurt left leg that was swelling and bruising, my return to Denver and the prospect of driving 825… Read more Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig.
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…
I have a loose plan on my Sojourn. I go here, stay there, immerse myself into whatever comes my way.… Read more Elaine Be Nimble
Lake Tahoe has always been one of my favorite places in the world. Looking at the lake from Heavenly Valley… Read more The Views, the Hues, the Blues
Five years ago I began this journey across the Rocky Mountains to ski. I have skied. But I have also… Read more Solo Ski Sojourn IV
From Phoenix, my Little Blue Truck headed north to pass through Sedona, one of my husband’s favorite places on earth.… Read more Route 66 from Phoenix to Santa Fe
Over the years I have heard rumor about thrift stores in high end ski resort areas that are THE BEST!… Read more Thrift & Consignment: A bargain by any other name…
I’m not very good about putting together a Christmas list even though I personally like having lists from others to… Read more Be careful what you ask for…
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