Closing Out Ski Season Number 2

I discovered skiing in the 2015/2016 season. I took three lessons at Copper Mountain in Colorado and was officially hooked. This past year, my husband and I upped the ante and went with the Rocky Mountain Super Pass. This pass gave us unlimited days at Copper Mountain, Winter Park, and El Dora. Perks included a few days at Crested Butte, and six days at Steamboat Springs. We made it out to the snow about a total of about 10-12 times. We definitely got our passes worth. Last weekend we closed down Steamboat Springs. There was very little snow left overall, but I enjoyed that last chance to practice some turns. We were able to hang out with some new friends in a condo walking distance to the gondola. One of our new friends was taken down the mountain by ski patrol (She’s okay! Minor calf tear.), and ate like a queen at Laundry. Spring skiing is not my favorite thing in the world because I’ve been so spoiled by powder, but I seriously relished those last few turns of the season.

As I reflect back on learning more about the sport and the adventures of the past season, I feel a little bit more accomplished. I’ve definitely come a long way from where I started, but I also have so far to go to keep getting better. It’s an excellent metaphor for how I feel in my legal career at the moment. I feel like I have come a long way as a lawyer, but I have so much left to learn.

Skiing has taught me patience, pushed me out of my comfort zone at times, and helped me see some of the most beautiful views. I hope to be out there with those 70 and 80 year olds still on the mountain for a long time to come. My New Years resolution was to go down a black on purpose. I’ve been on 3 or 4 now so I achieved one resolution!

I was looking back at some photos, and thought I would do the highlights of the 2016/2017 season.  The first highlight is skiing fresh lines at Winter Park on New Years Day with my husband and dear friends. Definitely a great way to start out 2017. They took me on a run in the Mary Jane territory where I felt like I could ski anything depsite being out of my comfort zone on some of the larger bumps.

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New Year’s Day. Hello 2017.

Next, we tried El Dora outside of Boulder. This place felt very local. The mountain challenged me and was steep in parts. Also, I loved that they had a Twitter feed to explain traffic and parking.

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How we spent Super Bowl Sunday.

In February, I enjoyed a relaxing ski day at Copper Mountain with a friend. We agreed that some days its kinda nice not be scared out of our minds. Our significant others like to push our boundaries with skiing, and get us out of our comfort zone. It was nice to just ski greens and blues with no pressure for a day.

 

 

Steamboat Springs for the weekend was a dream. I mean I could not ask for a better experience. We went skiing with about 10 friends. We were all scattered all over the mountain. I found my Huevos on the Huevos run on Morningside. That was my first tree skiing experience. I had some epic wipe outs, but I can see why the Steamboat claims the champagne powder title. Skiing here was my very first powder experience. I’ll definitely be back.

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Huevos. Powder Daze.

The turning point in my technical ski skills this season happened during our Crested Butte trip. My husband had a conference call the Friday we arrived. I decided to go for a mid-season group lesson. I showed up for class where it there were two groups – one very beginner, and one very advanced expert crazy North Face people. I clearly did not belong in either group so I ended up being the only intermediate person with a private lesson. (Yes, I know I hit the jackpot that day.) I had a great instructor. He really beat my wedge out of me, which helped with confidence going down the steep stuff. He also taught me how to slide down tricky terrain to get out of dangerous conditions. One of my favorite parts of Crested Butte is the Umbrella Bar mid-mountain. Also, Crested Butte wins the nicest bathroom mid mountain award. Yes, that is a very important and nice perk. Either way, Crested Butte was a great town. Very local. Very friendly feeling. Also, the place where a fox came walking up to us in the parking lot.

Last great memory was spring skiing with a T-Rex, watching a camel cross the ski resort, and seeing a beaver hang out by the lift.

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Long story short, Colorado ski season 2016/2017 ski season was over before I knew it. It’s been a great season. We already purchased our passes for next year, but now we move over to hiking, camping, and climbing.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jackal Hut Snowshoe Trip

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Three Ladies on a Snowshoe Tour

Colorado’s 10th Mountain Division Hut System is located between Aspen, Leadville, and Vail. The hut system is linked by more than 350 miles of trails at an elevation of 9,700 to 11,700 feet, it provides winter recreation enthusiasts access to the White River, Arapaho and San Isabel National Forests. The system includes 30 huts with an average route of six to seven miles and a 1,500- to 2,500-foot elevation gain. Most of the huts sleep 16 people, but the size ranges from capacities of three to 20. The association’s name “honors the men of 10th Mountain Division of the U.S. Army, who trained during World War II at Camp Hale in central Colorado.”

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View of some of the nearby peaks.

A friend of mine asked me if I wanted to plan a hut trip for the 2016/2017 snow season. We were lucky to snag a reservation for three people to stay the Jackal Hut in March. These huts usually book 6-months in advance through a lottery system. Advance planning is a must.

The week of our trip, the snow began to thaw just a little. The base of the mountain got hit with a mix of rain and snow. Luckily, the morning we set off the weather was fairly warm and clear for our journey. We had a guidebook, a map, and hope and a prayer that we three ladies could navigate our way through a 3-mile snowshoe without too much difficulty. We spent the night at Kim’s home in Vail before embarking on our great adventure. We thought we had all the time in the world. After all, the hike was only supposed to be 3 miles long. Well…we were slightly wrong about that.

We parked our car at the South Camp Hale campground like out handy guidebook suggested and started walking to look for the snow bridge. We probably walked for about half of a mile looking for a foot bridge, snow bridge, or any kind of bridge really.  The only “foot bridge” we found consisted of two planks of wood that were ankle deep underwater from the rain the night before. I spent a lot of energy on that first half mile postholing (breaking through the snow about calf deep) because my snowshoe kept coming undone. We met some people later down the trail that told us we talked they just went through the river and got their feet wet.

We walked back to the car (a bit defeated) because now we needed to drive a mile and half away to park at another campground to access a large footbridge to cross the river, this detour added a mile and half to our snowshoe trip. It was already well past noon when we started off for the second time. I knew we were going to need to put some work into this hike already because I didn’t train enough with a full backpack to begin with so it was going to be an extra-long hike for me.

I’ve hiked quite a few mountains in Colorado, but this was by far the most challenging for me. To be fair, I should mention that I’ve only been snowshoeing about a total of four times in my life so this trip was fairly ambitious. The entire hike was a slow but steady uphill climb. I would pick spots every hundred feet to stop, rest my head on my poles, and catch my breath. Altitude makes a huge difference in lung capacity. The mental component is key to keep going with one foot in front to the other. I’ll be honest, the first day was pretty miserable. I couldn’t appreciate the breathtaking vistas at all because I was struggling to just breathe.

We followed the blue arrows marking the trail, which is great for those who are directionally challenged (like me). We were lucky to follow the tracks of some early morning snowshoers.  Even with a pocket full of gummy bears, I found this  hike challenging. To top it off, we couldn’t stop to rest because we were in a race for time now trying to beat the sunset.

I’m lucky that my hiking companions  keep me going with positive encouragement on these hikes.

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Is it uphill the whole way? Yes, the whole entire way.  My thoughts, I can take 10 steps to that bush right there. *Takes ten steps, sets head on poles, and breathes heavily*

When the hut came into view I think we all breathed a collective sigh of relief. The place you plan to sleep for the night is always the best sight at the end of a long hike.

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The best view in the world after that hike.

The cabin was nice and warm. It was booked with two other groups (about 12 people total). Two couples were skiing and snowshoeing. And a family of five that were also snowshoeing. I walked into the cabin and saw two women completing a puzzle. I just wanted to sit down and gather my thoughts so I helped them finish a jigsaw puzzle while Meghan and Kim enjoyed the scenery.

We quickly prepped dinner which consisted of veggies and crackers with black bean dip, quinoa and chicken, and hot chocolate with amaretto and churro marshmallows for dessert. Everyone else marveled at our dinner. The other two crews in the hut had spaghetti and meatballs and chili for dinner. The hut was well equipped with a propane stove, toilet paper, trash bags, a method to convert ice to water, and a lot of other entertainment options. The hut also had pots, pans, glasses, and dishes. Note for next time: don’t carry so much unnecessary pack weight. Most importantly, there was a mattress and a pillow on each bed. Not exactly roughing it. We all got some sleep, and awoke to make an early start for home. We took some Advil for the pain on the way down. It’s always good to travel with a nurse.

We took our time on the way down the mountain snapping photos, making snow angels, and enjoying the views. We made it back to our car in half the time it took to go up the hill. Someone said we were lucky start with the hut with the steepest ascent. The adventure was short but sweet. We made it to Lark burger on the way home. My husband claims he’s never seen me so dead. I’ll admit it took me a few days to recover, but more training and shorter hikes will be better preparation for the next one.

Next year, I think we will go for two nights, or if we get really ambitious a hut to hut trip. Training will be key, but the views alone were definitely worth it.

The Return of Adventure

 

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I’ve been away from blogging for a good long while, friends. I have been having so many unrecorded adventures that I thought it was high time to get back to writing some of them down again.

Some of the upcoming blog posts will not be in real time, but that’s okay. It’s like I was stocking up for the future and I’m ready to go back to sharing now.

I’ve been undergoing some life changes. I moved to a new state, got married, started a business, and started a book to boot. In case you thought that wasn’t enough, I’ve decided to go back to blogging. Why? Because in the midst of all these life changes I forgot to keep my body going with training outside often and good food so my health deteriorated both physically and mentally. I could use the excuse of winter, but when I wasn’t skiing I’ve been working, networking, and watching Netflix. Not exactly a picture of health. But now I want to come back. I want make this a focus again.

Here’s my promise. I’m going to do my best to write one post per week on Tuesdays. I’ve been inspired by REI’s recent marketing campaign #Forceofnature. I am not an athlete. I don’t pretend to play one on TV, but people tell me all the time that they love following me on Instagram for my adventures.

I’m just a tiny lady lawyer who has been having way too much fun in nature on the weekend. I’m still searching for a way to balance ambition in business with adventure. When I figure out the secret sauce – I’ll be sure to let you know. In the meantime, if I can inspire more women to get outside, then I’m gonna do it.

People continuously ask me “how do you find the time to go outside, ski, hike, and play.” The answer is my soul requires these activities so I make time. According to REI, in a recent national survey, 72% of women said that when they’re outdoors they feel liberated and free. I don’t care if all you can do is walk in the park – Let’s do it. My 78-year old grandma walks 3 miles a day. By the way, she is not on any medication and is healthy as can be.

So here’s the plan. I’m going to get outside one day per week, and train to be outside 3 days per week. I live in Colorado, this should not be a challenge, but sometimes it is. Will you hold me to it? Want to join in? Easy. Tell me your outdoor activity. It could be something as small as I plan to walk the dog for two miles on Saturday, or I plan to ride my bike through a park. Do it. Even if you don’t want to. Even when the couch calls your name longingly. Even when you have a full schedule. If you can take one hour, or even 30 minutes, your life will thank you for it. Note: this does not mean go attempt something crazy, or injure yourself trying to take an awesome photo. Practice safe selfies please. I’m excited to let you all in on my recent hut trip experience. Until next Tuesday. Be a force of nature and go outside…please.