Guest blog provided by Anne Klein
Years ago, I checked skiing at Purgatory Resort off my bucket list. I live in Durango, a short and scenic drive from the mountain, however I took a hiatus from skiing for a number of years. I am not sure if it was the excitement over the mountain’s 50th anniversary celebration, the fresh snow and bluebird skies or the personal assertion that I needed to ski in my 50s that made me announce over drinks at The Office that I was going to hit the slopes the next day. My friends were nothing short of shocked, as I hadn’t skied since my children checked into ski school. After a couple cups of espresso, I assembled my circa 1990 ski apparel, headed to the mountain, rented skis in Purgatory Village and headed up the mountain…so far my outing was effortless! Cruising the blues and winding runs like Westfork, Paradise, Demon, Mercy and Sa’s Psyche, had my spirits soaring and a smile clear across my face. A lack of lift lines kept us moving like we were doing laps on the mountain. I was ready to rest my wobbly legs so we grabbed lunch at The Village Deli then head for a few more runs in the long shadows of the fading afternoon light. A successful day that energized my outlook on winter, I checked “ski Purg” off my bucket list and vowed to return the following week when the new Lift 8 opened. Before my muscles could mock my athletic endeavors of the day, we ducked in for a soak at Trimble Natural Hot Springs and celebrated a successful day on the slopes.