The July Column. Pretty proud of this one from a craftsmanship perspective.
Balance can sometimes seem like a foreign concept in a place such as this. We strive to ski or ride and most of us live here in that pursuit. I moved here to ski. I believe most of the residents of the county (and our surrounding counties) can tell a similar story. For the natives, I bet their parents or grandparents can. The snows of winter brought us here, and for me, those snows of winter turn to spring corn and that’s when the mountains really shine at the next level. Then the snows melt, bringing a return to balance that mirrors normal life.
After spending about three months of the last year living in my truck, seeking adventure and summits and powder, I’ve decided to settle down and get a place of my own again. This doesn’t mean I won’t be skiing — just that I need a return to balance in my life.
Summer is an ideal time to find this balance. It’s time to work hard for the winter to come (I’ve got one job already and plan on starting a second). It’s the perfect season to spend time with the kids: go camping, fishing, climbing, biking — the list could go on and on.
Perhaps balance is normalcy? For me, a return to the adult life is what summer sun brings to the High Country.