Photos by Marc Guido Red Lodge, MT – Winding southeast through the Montana countryside on state Highway 78 towards the town of Red Lodge, the eponymously named ski area above town flashes into view about half way through the 60-mile trip from the interstate. This sight is fleeting, however, serving only as a tease until … Continue reading Red Lodge: Out of Sight, On My Mind
Red River, NM – What really amazed me as we drove into Red River is how close the ski area is to the town. It seems that you can park just about anywhere and it would be a closer walk to the lifts than at a large number of resorts that I’ve skied in years … Continue reading Red River: Panning for Gold
and Eric Krupka (November 2001) – The strange dichotomy that is Powder Mountain was perhaps best illustrated the day following our departure from this huge and relatively unknown resort. Hanging around The Red Pine Lodge at The Canyons, we spoke glowingly of “Pow Mow’s” merits to a cute yuppie couple sipping on lattés beside the … Continue reading Powder Mountain: How Now, Pow Mow?
Sandpoint, ID – Let’s face it, Sssswhitezerrrr doesn’t exactly roll off the end of your tongue. Kind of reminds you of that feeling you got when you agreed to a blind date in high school with Agnes Snodgrass. You know, that feeling sort of like, “Wow, sounds pretty hideous, but you never know. Anyway, my … Continue reading Schweitzer: Funny Name, Serious Fun
I knew two things about Les Arcs prior to our visit. I’d seen pictures of lunatics with space helmets on, hurtling down the speed skiing run at 150 mph. A lot of people choose to spend their winter seasons in the resort. But nothing could have prepared me for the sheer diversity, size and quality … Continue reading Les Arcs: Something for Everybody
Serre Chevalier, France – It wasn’t looking good. Our flight went well, the hire car was OK and we’d managed to find our hotel without getting lost. Then it all started to go wrong. It was pouring down with rain when we got out of the car, all the shops were shut for lunch and … Continue reading Serre Chevalier: Too Many Options
Newfoundland, Canada (April 2001) – I drove seven hours across the island of Newfoundland before picking up Bill, from Lake Elmore, Vermont, at the Deer Lake airport and continuing an hour south, through Corner Brook, to the Blow Me Down Mountains. I had never been to the Blow Me Downs, and Bill had only been … Continue reading Blown Away in the Blow Me Downs