On our last ride up Crescent today, we were joined by a telemark skier. He's lived and skied in Park City for 42 years and was as excited about skiing Silver King and Willy's Run as he was four decades ago. We shared stories about tourists and our preference for the Park City side of the mountain the entire ride up.
He started tele skiing to save his knees, which we completely understand after our own 40+ years of skiing and more specifically the last two weeks of staycation activities. He missed last weekend's storm due to an illness, so we gave him the highlights and he was genuinely stoked that we received face-shots on Christmas and got first tracks off Jupiter Peak on Monday.
Surprisingly, the lift didn't stop a single time (Crescent had a rough 2016) and we were unloading. We didn't get a chance to ask his name or how he ended up in Park City when Terry and I were toddlers just strapping on our first pair of skis. I'm guessing he moved here in 1974 out of high school and has enough stories to fill this blog for another four decades.
As the sun sets on New Year's Day and I'm always up for a few resolutions, I've decided to get back to blogging and focus on my interactions in Park City and beyond. Not many people live in a destination resort town, yet many visit and dream about living here. We are fortunate to have landed in Park City by accident 14 years ago and can't imagine leaving. Whether it's the chairlift, grocery store, gym, restaurant, or singletrack; I have some interesting tales to tell.
|Jupiter Peak Selfie|
|Terry leading the way down Jupiter Peak a few hikes later|