alicek's Blog

You'd think any sport that relies on gravity would be easy. Take skiing, for example. A motorized lift takes you up the mountain, and gravity takes you down.

And boy, does it.

I just returned from a week in Telluride, Colorado with my hubbie and a large group of assorted family. I was the most uncoordinated one there. My brother has all the athletic ability in the family; I have the talent of sleeping 11 1/2 hours straight if I want to.



Anyway, Telluride is fantastically beautiful, but not easy to reach. Not only did we stay at 9,500 feet, (that's the view from our condo above) but skied the ridge of the mountain  (highest point 12,255-- more photos of that hopefully by tomorrow).

Here's the trail map:
http://tellurideskiresort.com/TellSki/TellSkiAssets/fi
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Coming down was predictably interesting: full of stops and starts, sloppy turns, and more than a few falls. No yard sales, but still enough to get teased over apres-ski JaegerBombs and other ridiculous drinks that no one consumes during Real Life.

((TMI warning: I'll be nursing a nasty-looking big toe and a pair of unpleasantly yet symetrically-placed hindquarter bruises. That's due to skiing, not the drinking.))

Anyway, the town itself is lovely, and expensive. Here's a look with my husband via the cellphone camera.



There's a much more interesting story about this vacation adventure still to come.