Summer is almost here, and my friend and I have been talking about how much we miss skiing. This happens every year, but I am happy that I got to ski quite a lot this season. It’s never as much as I’d like, but I did get to see a lot of new places and finally ski a few places out west. I miss the snow and especially the views from Park City. The atmosphere there definitely made me think I would like to live in a resort area for the winter sometime. I’m already looking forward to the next season.
After more than a week we are leaving Park City for now. We are pretty sure we will be staying away for a while, so this means our ski season is officially over. It has been a great season on the east coast and out here, but it’s sad to think I won’t be able to ski again until next winter. It always seems so long. The Utah mountains were good to us, even though it wasn’t the best snow. We didn’t wait in many lines and we ended up doing a lot more than we thought we would. I’ll be eagerly awaiting next year.
I’ve gotten used to the skiing conditions in Park City and we have been able to have a lot of fun with it. It’s not ideal, but any skiing is good. The crowds were minimal for a weekend, and we spent some time at the terrain park and practicing little tricks on the slushy snow. This photo looks like it’s really crowded, but the lift lines were pretty small. It was another beautiful day with the sun out and skis on.
After spending a week in one place it starts to feel a little like home. I’ve gotten used to the roads here and the pretty mountains are a little more normal to me now. I ventured out a bit today during our down time playing card games and went for a run along the trails around the hills. I ran along a creek and saw a herd of moose on a hillside before passing over several small bridges and then this ranch. The sun had fallen below the mountains already, but I really loved the silhouette sign for this place. It definitely feels like how the small town could have been before it turned into the major resort destination it is now.
It’s been a fun week spent in Park City, Utah skiing, hanging out with friends, and sitting in hot tubs. It was a resort experience without having to stay at a resort. Sort of. Either way, this place is full of fun stuff to do and there is beauty in all directions. There is a hill in the middle of town called PC Hill, named for the big “PC” letters that adorn the side of it, visible from most anywhere you are in the city. We hiked to the top of the hill last night to watch the sun go down on this great place one last time before we leave. This paints a nice pictures of a very Utah kind of city.
Park City, Utah is a ski resort town with a Main Street lined with bars, restaurants, art galleries, and more fur and leather stores than I’ve seen in my life. We took to the streets last night on St. Patrick’s Day to see the drunken lift operators and vacationers stumble down the road while enjoying the pretty lights lining the street and window shopping some art. We even got to go into one of them and stand in awe of the crazy photos of the Utah landscapes. This restaurant lighting was definitely my favorite view of the night.