Roomie does not care for downhill, so I was on my own yesterday. I think some of the "Green Circle" runs at the Taos Ski Valley would be "Blue Square" runs elsewhere. The mountains at TSV dwarf anything in the state of Minnesota. I managed to fall not once, though I did get a little out of control at times. Just enough to get the adrenalin flowing. By the end of the day, my quads were throbbing. I had hoped to ski until 3, but I made it only until 2:20 or so.
I was surprised by the numbers of old people skiing. Fortunately, most of them were wearing helmets. It may well be that I am simply too careful to be a really good skier, but I really enjoy skiing. Perhaps I need a ski buddy of infinite patience to tutor me. Or a season pass at a ski park nearby. The expense and effort of skiing requires more commitment than I am willing to make now.
In other news, Roomie and I were pleasantly surprised by the accommodations at El Pueblo Lodge in Taos. She remembered it as a kid, and it seemed so contemporary then. In fact, our room had the traditional kiva fireplace and viga-and-latilla ceiling that were common here once, but are too expensive to build now for all but the richest TaoseƱos (there are plenty, including Donald Rumsfeld, Julia Roberts, and David Hasselhof).
I really enjoy the captive audiences that ski lifts provide. One of the locals with whom I shared a lift gave me the location and name of both a decent place for New Mexican food in Taos (Orlando's) and the internet cafe from which I presently post (Wired). Thanks dude!
Posted by Underblog at March 16, 2005 8:58 AM
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