Five days and counting until I leave the Land of Enchantment for the rainforests of Costa Rica. For years I have watched with envy as friends went south when the first flakes began falling. My ties to the newspaper always kept me chained to the mountains where frankly, life was pretty good. They say that Eskimos have over 400 words for snow (in fact they only have about a dozen). As a ski town writer I had to come up with what felt like 400 metaphors, similes and personifications for Jack Frost’s happy little dandruff all too regularly. Eventually, when a 20 inch powder day hardly made me want to get out of bed, I knew it was time to go. Well, Winter pulled a fast one last week catching me off guard and vexing me like Pop Rocks on a chicken pock. Thankfully, the wormhole to paradise is a few short steps away.
In the meantime I have enjoyed the last days of limbo before the journey. A road trip with Dad, hot springs and beautiful hikes have kept things fulfilling.
Here are a few photos from the last week, and here is a link to the group I will be joing in Costa Rica. www.costaricacurrents.com
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