Lurked here for awhile, mostly in the late summer when my mind wonders off to the mountains...
I hail from the High Mountains of New Mexico where I am for lack of a better description, a Ski Bum. It was'nt always this way, I did have a career in law enforcement, retiring the first time at age 42 then working as a trainer then a Police Chief before I retired for the 2nd time, except for the 80-100 days I spend working as a Ski Instructor at Ski Santa Fe, my only real current job.
I started this addiction when I was pretty young, about 1970 or so where I learned to ski at a happy little place called Mt. Brighton, Mi just outside Ann Arbor. I did the Ski club thing, then went into youth racing running the icy rutted gates that is typical of a midwestern race course at night when its like 3 degrees and the snow makers are blasting away, blowing snow accross the course. I'd like to think I learned how to stay over my skis then, but mostly I just learned to treat my skis like a Bobsled, hey it was a technique, jump out of the rut and there was no getting back in and have a decent time. Ingemar Stenmark, the Mahre brothers and Franz Klammer were my heros among others.
Later I went to school in the Upper Penninsula of Michigan where I skied more than I studied. All I can say is the cold race nights at Mt. brighton were a tropical paradise compared to the 1200 foot peak of Marquette Mountain (formerly Cliff's Ridge) rising up from Lake Superior when the winds kicked up off the lake.
Eventually I ended up in New Mexico, where I was actually born, funny how things come full circle. Anyway I've been here since 1982. Taos, just north of Santa Fe as the crow flys is the largest ski area in the state with Ski Santa Fe being second, tied with Angel Fire. Santa Fe has similar terrain to Taos, and like Taos the best skiing is in the glades that are are not easily accessed by the faint of heart. Our little Ski area is among the highest in the lower 48. You are at 10,350 feet in the parking lot. The peak goes up over 12K. The high elevation mixed with the arid nature of the "High Desert" often delivers light fluffy powder by the foot.
If you're ever in the area, stop in and say hello, best is to visit during the week. Weekends and especially holidays can get quite packed.
I hail from the High Mountains of New Mexico where I am for lack of a better description, a Ski Bum. It was'nt always this way, I did have a career in law enforcement, retiring the first time at age 42 then working as a trainer then a Police Chief before I retired for the 2nd time, except for the 80-100 days I spend working as a Ski Instructor at Ski Santa Fe, my only real current job.
I started this addiction when I was pretty young, about 1970 or so where I learned to ski at a happy little place called Mt. Brighton, Mi just outside Ann Arbor. I did the Ski club thing, then went into youth racing running the icy rutted gates that is typical of a midwestern race course at night when its like 3 degrees and the snow makers are blasting away, blowing snow accross the course. I'd like to think I learned how to stay over my skis then, but mostly I just learned to treat my skis like a Bobsled, hey it was a technique, jump out of the rut and there was no getting back in and have a decent time. Ingemar Stenmark, the Mahre brothers and Franz Klammer were my heros among others.
Later I went to school in the Upper Penninsula of Michigan where I skied more than I studied. All I can say is the cold race nights at Mt. brighton were a tropical paradise compared to the 1200 foot peak of Marquette Mountain (formerly Cliff's Ridge) rising up from Lake Superior when the winds kicked up off the lake.
Eventually I ended up in New Mexico, where I was actually born, funny how things come full circle. Anyway I've been here since 1982. Taos, just north of Santa Fe as the crow flys is the largest ski area in the state with Ski Santa Fe being second, tied with Angel Fire. Santa Fe has similar terrain to Taos, and like Taos the best skiing is in the glades that are are not easily accessed by the faint of heart. Our little Ski area is among the highest in the lower 48. You are at 10,350 feet in the parking lot. The peak goes up over 12K. The high elevation mixed with the arid nature of the "High Desert" often delivers light fluffy powder by the foot.
If you're ever in the area, stop in and say hello, best is to visit during the week. Weekends and especially holidays can get quite packed.
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