This coming January I will be 70. I dunno but that seems to demand some kind of brou-ha-ha. I have adventure on my mind right now. I have a couple I’m thinking about but…
One of my big life dreams is to Langlauf in Yellowstone. I still have that dream, even though I’m still pretty mad at the bindings on my X-country skis for betraying me last winter. My skis insist it wasn’t THEM (and they’re right) but the bindings are now part of the skis. I had this conversation with them after the ONE and ONLY decent storm we had last winter. They saw my point. “You guys are going to stay out here,” I said, abandoning them in the garage rather than doing as I had always done — bringing them into my room where they were cherished and cared for. “Damn you,” I said, and leaned them against the garage wall. “That was the second worst experience on X-country skis I’ve ever had. What IS your problem?”
“You know we’re going to get very dusty out here,” they whined.
“I can clean you,” I said. “IF I want to.”
A bitter moment between a woman and her skis, no question.
2020 was the year I learned the language of many inanimate objects. But…the most likely outcome here with my skis is I replace the bindings. No, I haven’t told them.
Silly as it sounds, the data I got from my iPhone last week has encouraged me to think about this adventure seriously, again!
That adventure of skiing in Yellowstone would be amazing but, of course, my little brain goes, “Yeah, but that’ll be expensive and/or complicated. Why don’t you just go Langlauf at the Sand Dunes?” I can’t dispute THAT would be pretty cool, too. Still, an airplane ticket from Alamosa (!) to Bozeman is only $400.
I looked at a group tour via Roads Scholar and while it would be nice not to have to organize anything, it doesn’t look like “me”. A blogging pal has done this and said it was great, but yeah, it doesn’t look like me. It looks very reassuring for the “safety in numbers” person but not so reassuring for “I don’t want to look at someone’s back” person. And, it’s expensive — but maybe not. I haven’t done the math of paying for lodging and food on my own.
My OTHER option is go on my own hook and get guides when I’m there which is a definite possibility. That possibility looks more like me. And, I can go where I’d like to go, the northern end of The Park. I’d like to stay at Mammoth Lodge or in the little Montana town of Gardiner. I love the WPA stone arch through which a person enters The Park from the North. AND if I organize this myself, I can be there on my actual birthday. 🙂
Since I used to go to Montana every winter, I know it’s a little sketchy, but I was only stranded up there once, and it wasn’t because of Montana. There was a blizzard at my connecting airport in Salt Lake. I know you’re wondering, “Will you take your skis up there?”
No. I’ll rent skis up there. The plane from Alamosa to Denver is VERY small, and I’m not even sure they’d take my skis. Anyway, I’m mad at my skis. Why should I take them ANYWHERE when they REFUSED to take me around a golf course a block from my house?
The other adventure is a return to Europe.
All this might just be dreaming. Time will tell…