Every day here at Monarch Mountain in Colorado is actually pretty much the same. We wake up, putter around the Tramper for awhile, then go ski. After hours of fun in the snow, we come home, eat good food and go to sleep. That’s about it! Eat, ski, eat, sleep, repeat. How lucky can you get?! This life is idyllic. If I could transport myself through space and time to Maryland, in June, for just a few days a month to enjoy some gentle weather, life would be darn near perfect!!
My last post was a little whine-y. How could anyone on a 6 month vacation have much of anything to complain about? So here, in words and pictures, is another day in paradise:
When we left for the mountain this morning, it was snowing! Everybody at a ski resort is so happy when it’s snowing! The lifties smile even more than usual, their badge readers pinging merrily as the skiers and boarders line up for some glee.
The skiers and boarders are very happy.
David and I sure are happy!
Yep, falling snow makes everyone here happy. Even the people who live and work in the town, Salida, are happy because their livelihood depends on it, winter and summer. (The Arkansas River which runs through this valley it bigger, deeper and faster in the summer for the kayak and rafting enthusiasts, when there’s lots of snow the winter before. Better river = more tourist dollars.)
Now, David and I obviously enjoy fresh snow. Skiing in powder is different from skiing on packed powder, which is how they describe snow that’s been around for a while. We love the fast, hard snow that makes you use the ski to power thrilling, fast runs. Big, arcing turns on hard snow feels like flying! It seems like snowboarders, except for the really good ones who can carve a turn, need fresh powder snow more than the average skier. So, today, the boarders were in their element, too.
We saw a friend David made on the mountain.
The high-tension power lines that climb up and over Monarch Pass were singing today! If you stop under them, you can hear the snow and wind making them hum quite audibly. I googled it and it seems the snow and wind can cause excess oscillations and “moments” as the power is transferred along the line. Interesting phenomenon, and it sounds pretty cool, but we moved on!
Unusual for us, we went out this evening with some Colorado friends! We’re old and we are tired at the end of the ski day, so we usually go back to the Tramper and entertain ourselves until bedtime. But, Marci and Gabe, our friends from Monroe, LA, and Jeff, our friend from Colorado via Texas, were going out to see a band.
Live music is something we love, so off we drove into the dark snowy night to a Salida bar called River’s Edge. “Ethyl & the Regulars” were playing.
We heard it was to be Swing music. Now, ‘swing music’ to an Easterner is a band with trumpets and trombones and timid guitars. Not so the Western variety!
No ‘swing’ band in Baltimore has this pedal steel guitar in it! The didn’t swing, they swang!!
We had a blast! But, even over the music, we could hear the mountain calling. We would ski again tomorrow.
So, we left Salida to return to the Tramper. But not before taking in the giant light above the river on Tenderfoot mountain. It might not look like much in the photo, but imagine the dark mountain against the black sky, with a giant letter spelled out in lights. “S” for Salida.
“Big Red Heart” for Heart of the Rockies.
Apparently, it’s a western thing…
– Jane
P.S. – We saw a grey fox in the campsite the other night. He stopped by long enough for David to call me to bring a flashlight. What a beauty he was! Of course, he didn’t stay around long enough for a picture, but I found a photo online that looks just like him:
He is much bigger than our red foxes at home in Maryland and his tail and fur were very puffy in the cold. I really wanted to give him some ham, but, of course, that would have been a big no-no! I thanked him for stopping by.
We sure had fun with you guys last night and we look forward to enjoying more time together!!!
Yes, Marci! During and after our trip. If we need a vaca, we might find out where in the country you are and come visit!
– Jane
If you like that area in the winter, you should try it in the summer….tons of fun and beautiful.
Oh, thanks, Ingrid! We knew that Wyoming is gorgeous in the summer. I can imagine that Colorado is also beautiful in the summer when the trees are green and the air is friendly!
awesome. i bet maria would have loved that “swing” band. she’s such a country girl at heart. we took the family for a ski week in the poconos. the girls actually learned to ski. so much fun. you would be proud kimosabe and lady jane!
Wow, Vince! The girls learned to ski! Now we can all go together (with David & I doing some babysitting for you during the day). Yipee!!
– Jane
Oh my, oh my, oh my!!
I am admiring every photo and every activity and every new friend you’ve made! Send some of that heavenly dry snow this way–not too much, mind you. Just a few days with a few inches to our neck of the woods before winter is over and the crocuses bloom; that would be a lovely gift for 2013.
Diane – I remember a time of two we had ‘powder’ in Baltimore. Not much, though! I’d bring you some from Colorado but I’m afraid it wouldn’t be the same as falling from the Maryland sky! This trip is so wonderful and so precious. There may never be another time like it but our future experiences will be the better for having taken the Tramper Voyage.
– Jane
David it is time to grow a ZZ Top beard.
Mike – Hahaha! We have seen many a beard out here on the slopes. Some real, some fake. Kind of like a fancy neck scarf that is shaggy like a beard. We even saw a guy with a ‘Yeti suit’ – furry all over!!
– Jane
Fun to get a peek at western living and hear how different skiing in Colorado is compared to our dinky slopes in Md! Keep having fun u 2!
Carol
Thanks, Carol! It’s the trip of a lifetime!!
– Jane
You’re lucky to hear Swing, (Swang), since it’s rare back here in MD. When I want to hear Swing I like the modern stuff by Asylum Street Spankers and Squirrel Nut Zippers.
Don’t wear your ski’s out 🙂
Don’t wear out your ski’s.
Doug, our skis are safely put away now, probably til next year!
– Jane
The fox was beautiful! Almost as pretty as that mountain lion!
Nancy, that fox was gorgeous! Wish you could have seen him, too.
– Jane
Awesome post!
Thanks for coming by mine today, too.
Nia
You’re welcome, Nia. I enjoy your posts!
– Jane