To be honest, at the start, there wasn’t very much enthusiasm about hiking up Mountain Quail, a ski run perched at the outer edge of Telluride’s Black Iron Bowl. It sits at roughly 12,500 feet and is only reached after a 30 to 45 minute...
Thanksgiving comes at the wrong time. Or, at least, that’s what I’ve been told for a while now. My mother, a pragmatist, complains that it’s too close to Christmas: “There’s barely even time to breathe between holiday meals!” My mother-in-law, a hobby farmer, complains that...
In Telluride, we can no longer pretend that it’s summer. Gone are the days when the sun baked Main Street and the San Miguel River tempted us to dip in its waters. Gone are the river and all wildness that came with it, its reckless...
[caption id="attachment_45287" align="alignright" width="199"] The start of the trail[/caption] When you have kids, you give up a few things. Sleep. Money. Time. You accept the trade-off: deprivation for family. Andy and I were down with all of that. But one thing we weren’t okay with giving...
It’s not always easy to keep house guests happy in Telluride. Especially when they’ve been to our box canyon over a dozen times and are finding Bear Creek a little predictable. Which is why Andy and I decided to do something different with parents when...
[caption id="attachment_44162" align="alignright" width="300"] Overlooking Boulder, Utah[/caption] I am not supposed to be riding a road bike through remote Western Utah right now. In fact, there are a hundred, no probably a thousand things that need my attention, namely parenting, working, or writing short stories for...
In Telluride, dates out can be a little different. Those of us who live in the mountains are a strange breed. We love snow and ice as much as a cool chardonnay. We seek new trails like those in the city might seek out undiscovered...
My husband and I have a disagreement. He says September. I say June. The debate is over our favorite month in Telluride. He favors the crisp days and cold nights of early fall. The shift in leaves from deep August green to the autumnal vermilions...
[caption id="attachment_42543" align="alignright" width="300"] Bela with Brooklyn Rider[/caption] It’s easy to get a little frustrated when Bluegrass comes to town. Our mountain hamlet transforms itself overnight and becomes as traffic-packed as a city. Like a river overflowing its banks in spring, the town overflows. Trying to...
Telluride Mountainfilm has been over for a week but its impact lingers on. For me, one of the most powerful experiences was last Monday’s free showing of the film, Mending the Line, followed by a Q & A with the film’s directors and central cast....
