On New Year’s Eve, the year of my 50th birthday, I vowed to try something new each week for the rest of my life. It could be something as simple as trying a new food, restaurant or museum exhibit to something a bit more daring, like giving stand up paddling a go. The “thing” itself
Park City is filled with dog lovers so its no surprise there is a Howl-a-Ween parade on Main Street for canines and their pint size (as well as full size) companions. Since I love new experiences, dogs, kids, candy, costumes and Main St., I decided to attend. Here are a few images of the event:
I think there is something special about the Fourth of July that sends out a different vibe then all other holidays. Maybe it’s due to celebrating our country and our freedom. I love the seemingly all day fly-overs of military planes and fighter jets. In high school I used to dream about becoming a fighter
The weeks when the chairlifts are closed between our two seasons are often called “shoulder season” at the resort. Sometimes, on very snowy and wet years, they are more likely to be referred to as “mud season” by the locals. This year we have been blessed with an early and fairly warm spring offering us
This time of year is what the locals call “shoulder season.” The resorts are closed for skiing and the town quiets down quickly. Here is a suggestion for what to do while exploring Main Street during the 2013 spring shoulder season: In my house, we speak three languages: English, Star Wars and Lego. Lego, often,
Since moving to Park City, I suddenly find that I am extremely popular with my out-of-town friends. This could be due to my outgoing personality or wonderful hospitality but it’s doubtful. The real reason for the sudden surge in attention is my location—Park City, my home, is the host city of the Sundance Film Festival.
We tend not to be sport fans and seldom attend spectator events, as we prefer to act it all out by staying very active. If there’s an exception to that behavior however, it would be Halloween, when we generally prefer to be watching, while giving away candies, instead of mingling in the street with
We came to Park Silly Sunday Open Air Market for the music – specifically the George T. Gregory band who were playing at the Main Stage. I had read the promo in the Park Record -they combine some of my favorite genres with blues, pop jazz, and rock so we wanted to check them out.
I got my first sunburn in Park City on a date night with my husband, the first Wednesday we lived here, in 2001. Yes, I said a sunburn, at night. It was my first glimpse that life at 7,500 feet was going to be even more of a change than I had expected. By now,
“Try fifty two new things” was last year’s New Year’s resolution. I chose it because I noticed that as people get older, they tend to get stuck in their ways and I didn’t want that to happen to me. When Emily Summers, communications manager at Deer Valley Resort (and fellow blogger) invited me to “Savor