If you follow my social media, you’ll know that SVV and I slipped away for four nights in Breckenridge this past week. But with direct flights as low as $80 one-way from Nashville, how could we not?
We’ve done a lot of skiing as a pair in our decade together, but it had been three years since our last cold weather trip out to Colorado. Three years too long, but with ski season lining up in direct competition with tax season—not to mention, the two of us no longer being within driving distance to a decent hill—it’s been hard for us to get out.
So this trip was a long time in the making, even though we wound up impulse-buying our flights less than three weeks out.
There were so many things I absolutely loved about Breckenridge: the town itself, the ski-in, ski-out access from our lodge, the wide open groomers that seemed custom made for an intermediate like me.
I think it’s safe to say there were very few things about Breck that I didn’t like (mainly, only the lack of parking … but that’s easily remedied by taking the convenient and free shuttles to and fro).
I was worried I’d be rusty after a three-year hiatus from being on skis, but as it turns out, skiing is very much like riding a bike, cliche as it may sound. Other than a rough tumble the very first run due to a loose binding, I didn’t fall at all. In fact, I was even contemplating moguls by the end of the last day. And then I quickly decided I might reserve that for Heavenly next month on terrain I know well. =)