My family spent a couple fun-filled days at Heavenly Mountain last week and I’ve got some beautiful photos to share.
An impromptu snowball fight on the slopes at Squaw Valley led to a conversation with a young, Russian girl and a memory my daughter will not soon forget.
We’ve been in Lake Tahoe a little more than two weeks and we’re getting into the groove of the Tahoe Ski Bum lifestyle.
My personal motivation to exercise stems mainly from the promise of traveling to a new location. Each year I pick a destination and find a race I can run. While finishing a half marathon feels euphoric, enjoying that race in a beautiful setting, a fun destination, or with the promise of a really excellent bonus at the finish line, makes it all the more worthwhile.
I was terrified, even though my husband assured me I’d skied more challenging terrain before and would make it down from the precipice of Squaw Valley’s Siberia Bowl in Lake Tahoe, Calif. That was nearly 20 years ago, and such has been our skiing relationship ever since. Our blissful honeymoon in Lake Tahoe was followed by season after season with him challenging me on the slopes, and me fighting it.