Meet scientist Ron Estler at Friday's gathering At Telluride's Pinhead Institute, the concepts of science and fun are joined at the hip. In December, as part of one of Pinhead's signature programs, Science in the Schools, salad bowls play a major role in an epic Tug-of...
My aviation career began in Pensacola, Florida. A highlight of our Fall travels was a return to Pensacola, Florida, home of Naval Aviation, with Grandson Dylan Klein in mid-October. There were several connecting points that made our visit a sentimental journey. 2011 is the Centennial Year of...
Kristin Holbrook of Telluride's Two Skirts is a respected fashionista for sure – turns out even when it comes down to ready- to-wear for your technological appendages. In a recent issue of The Economist, veteran Silicon Valley techie Paul Saffo was quoted as describing Apple...
Sometimes you have to get out of town to appreciate what you have at home.
By Jesse James McTigue
Moab, Utah is full of some of the most mind-boggling spectacles and seeming impossibilities. Flowers bloom among the arid, desert landscape; rock-towers spiral skyward; and delicate arches perforate smooth rock formations.
Every October, in the middle of all of this natural wonderment, an even more mind-boggling spectacle occurs – the 24 Hours of Moab mountain bike race.
The race occurs at the end of the mountain biking season and has contenders racing from noon Saturday to noon Sunday, for 24 hours straight. Most competitors race on a four or five person team, requiring each individual rider to complete the 15-mile course three or four times. There are also competitors who compete as solo and duo riders and some of these folks do it on a single-speed—a mountain bike with one fixed gear.
Every year, I am amazed at how many people are willing to subject themselves to this race (including myself). Competitors range from professional cyclists to groups of friends looking for a good time and a personal challenge. Some teams are raising money for a cause; others are just hoping to survive.
Everything old is new again. Sorta kinda. According to Telluride Inside…. and Out's favorite fashionista, Kristin Holbrook of Two Skirts, colored jeans, the subject of our very first Fashion Friday three years ago, was colored jeans. And colored jeans are the subject of this...
by Tracy Shaffer
Enough of the protest and politics, this weekend I want to occupy some frothy fun! What better place to let one’s hair down than the 2nd Annual Denver Fashion Weekend and 5th Annual Hair Show? 303 Magazine and Schomp Automotive are the presenting sponsors for this three- night extravaganza benefitting Dress for Success Denver. It’s always a kick in the wide-leg pants to see what the local fashionistas are up to, and the 2011 collection of collections is sure to be a round-house.
The runway heats up on Thursday night as personal stylist, Candice Goins launches her private shopping boutique, Candies Closet. Models will stop, turn and pout wearing current and vintage pieces by the fashionably fabulous one-name types including McQueen, Chanel, Dior, Halston, Versace, and Wang. Hair by Scarlet Salon, make-up by Jade from Gordon’s on Sixth, produced by the renowned Autumn Binion and Au79 Productions.
When the snow flies early in Telluride as it did last week, we like to escape to Utah. Last weekend, instead of heading to Moab, we decided to go to a place that we hadn’t visited in a while: Comb Wash and the Cedar Mesa Plateau.
Comb Wash is an hour further than Moab but much quieter. It is filled with fantastic ruins and hikes. Located just southwest of Blanding, Utah, this is the beautiful spot that is infamously battled over in Ed Abbey’s fictional tale, The Monkey Wrench Gang.
We also love Comb Wash because great camping is simple to find. Andy and I were slow to get out of the house Saturday morning, and we still scored a great spot by the river. Our girls had the best time dipping in and out of the river, wallowing in the mud and building mud cakes.
When we finally convinced them to leave the mud, we wandered up South Mule Canyon to the Fire House Ruin. Photographers love this spot because the early morning light causes the ruins to glow. As we wandered up-canyon, we saw a handful of photographers traveling back with tripods and cameras. I didn’t really believe in the “fire” though, until I found these photos. (By the time we got there, it was midday.)
by Jon Lovekin
Happily exhausted, we lay down in the back of the truck with the Muz (our dog) snuggled between us. The night was cool, going on to cold. We had eaten our supper while trying to absorb the view to the west. It was as if Yosemite had collided with Rocky Mountain National Park and dumped out all the tourists along the way. The only crowds here were the swarms of mosquitoes trying to find a drilling point on what little flesh we still had exposed.
Normal crowd at Tel Aviv beach
We’ve accidentally discovered a great time to go to Israel. We arrived on a Thursday afternoon and checked in to the Intercontinental Hotel in Tel Aviv. It is right across from the beach and in a great location for sunsets, beach walks, exercise, and good meals. When we arrived we asked the Concierge to set up a driver/guide for the next day to take us to Jerusalem and Bethlehem. There was some hesitation on her part because she said we would need to be back in Tel Aviv by about 4 p.m. because the city would shut down.
