As a mom, I plan outdoor adventures for my family all of the time. It’s usually last minute, with most of the necessary gear and ballpark directions to guide us to our destination. But, as a teacher who also leads outdoor trips, I plan differently. With...
When I ride the Gondola into town, it’s only a matter of time before I’m identified as a “local." Usually, it happens by the second tower. Then, the inevitable two questions follow. “You live here? Do you know how lucky you are?” I always give the...
If Facebook ‘likes” are a measure of my parenting coolness, then most indicators show I’m a pretty cool mom. A picture of my seven-year-old, Mollie, jumping off a dock with her cousins – 31 likes. My four-year-old, Belle, euphorically jumping in a puddle in the...
This spring, when the winter snow melted off the trails and I got back on my bike, I felt happy. It wasn’t contentment or fulfillment ---or some hard earned new age happiness that one can only achieve though practicing mindfulness or gratitude. Instead, it...
Saturday, July 19, 6 a.m., the inaugural field for the Telluride 100 Mountain Bike Race will ceremoniously roll through the picturesque box canyon before tackling the course’s most difficult ascent up Black Bear Pass – a climb that peaks out at 12,840 feet and lands riders...
Under the pretext of celebrating the anniversary of our nation’s independence, every fourth, Americans gather. From the corners of America’s small rural towns to the avenues of her most distinguished cities, families participate in traditions that they have been playing out for generations -- gathering...
I love to mountain bike. But, I hate the logistics. I hate fumbling with car racks, bike pumps, C02 cartridges, shock pumps, chain tools, pedal screws and allen wrenches. However, as a girl playing in a male-dominated sport, I’ve always made sure I could manage...
Much of the year, Telluride’s splendor is obvious – almost obnoxiously in your face. Powder days, Bluegrass Festival, mid-summer Prospect rides and Highline hikes. These are the images that flash through our minds when we think about what we love most about Telluride. In the spring,...
Sometimes, when spring rolls around, it seems as if skiers are just a bunch of wannabe surfers. I wonder if, during periods of low swell in Costa Rica, the sun-drenched locals hang out on the beach and talk about their upcoming ski trip, comparing the...
I’m the first to admit it. Telluride can be flakey. There doesn’t seem to be a grand urgency to return emails, texts or even answer phone calls. People view requests to RSVP as optional and even impossible. After all, how will they know what they...
