Living out here never gets old, I’ve seen so many things for the first time.
Take this guy for example:
He walked up to my back deck, touching my house, to get after some ant bait we’d accidentally left out there. We shooed him away without him getting in to the bait, fortunately. He might not look that big, but he was massive. And fast.
One of the craziest “in the wild” moments we’ve had.
PS – WordPress just told me this is my 1200th post. That’s crazy too.
We have a great group of people in our community, and the programs offered in Park City throughout the year amaze me. For a small town, there are organized ski groups, hiking and climbing clubs, bike groups…I mean, people are ACTIVE here. I love it. I’ve been provided opportunities to enjoy passions and explore new outdoor hobbies.
Yesterday, Lululemon and the St. Regis at Deer Valley gave us the (free!) opportunity to take a yoga class outside on the Fire Deck, followed with a glass of wine and a little socializing.
Words defy my first outdoor yoga experience. It was revitalizing, beautiful, serene – sense-ful, if that were an expression…sense-heightening, maybe? There was a huge turnout of men and women of all ages, and our instructor was a student of Baron Baptiste, not too shabby!
I loved the chance to meet new people, work out, and enjoy a new setting for my yoga practice.
Leaving, I was wishing I could head up there and spend some time on my mat every day.
Fortunately, Lululemon has (free!) classes outdoors at City Park on Tuesdays.
The next Vino and Vinyasa at the St. Regis will be July 28th. Mark your calendars!
Mountain living this summer – even if summer took a long time to show up, as you can see there’s still snow in the picture! – is superb.
Knowing someone for ten years, you learn their likes and dislikes. Being married five years, you learn about what matters in life and what doesn’t. I talked about our first wedding anniversary dinner, our second being on a trip to LA, and don’t even remember our third. Last year we went out to Hapa Grill with MH and pigged out on sushi.
Five is a special number, though. And we had a plan. We decided in the spirit of just how freaking outdoorsy we’ve become, to go camping for our anniversary. Us, a hike, a tent. Aw.
But, nooooo way was that going to happen this Memorial Day weekend!
All we can do is laugh and be thankful we chose to postpone the great outdoors trip based on the weather reports.
Not sure what to technically call it – I think backcountry skiing implies all the work of the ascent, which we used snowmobiles for, but I did ski in a place without a chair lift, is that all it takes? I’m a backcountry skier! And I’m hooked, and ready to do it forever and ever and again and again. It is incredible.
Snowmobiling was 99% awesome 1% MH, but we’ll leave that story alone, let’s just say we got separated and home late.
And it was exhausting. We crashed as soon as we got home. Pushing through turns is a lot of upper body work and that helmet gave me the neck pain of all neck pain.
But of course, living here is going to cost us 50,000$, because now we want snowmobiles.
Add that to the skis, backcountry skiing set ups, and snowshoes. We’re gonna need some jobs.
Yay!
Spring skiing is always a little treacherous for me, slushy snow makes me squirrly. But the views are worth it on warm bluebird days. I skied Jupiter Bowl @PCMR for the first time yesterday - still a lot to check off my “to do” list in the last real month of ski season – WOW it’s flying by.
Check out just how miserable it was yesterday:
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