A Fantasy (Ski) Day in the Life
06 Dec 2016
Enjoy a fantasy ride on the slopes in Colorado
By Julie Kailus Many years ago I had the pleasure of working on a project called Lost Resorts. Whenever I see one of these vintage posters hanging on a wall somewhere obscure it takes me back to the meaning of skiing in Colorado.
Starting In Our Backyard
The natural place to start was a quick 21-mile drive up the canyon from Boulder to Eldora. If ever there was a little mountain that could, it’s Boulder’s backyard ski resort, which has not only taught and trained most of this town’s kids and adults since 1962, but recently got approval to cut several new runs on the backside served by the Corona lift and upgrade lifts on the front side of the mountain. And that’s where I stayed my first day, weaving in and out of glades, exploring all the secret stashes that, well, maybe locals would prefer to keep for themselves.
Steeps, Deeps, and Pillows of Powder
It was on to Copper, which I consider “my” resort. For some reason, I adopted it when I first started to snowboard in Colorado and haven’t let it go. I know it like the back of my hand, and quickly headed to the back bowls to sample my favorite steeps and deeps, which never disappoint. No crowds. Just endless pillows of powder.