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Sunday, December 17, 2017

First Tracks in Europe

“To get to the powder, you rode the cable railway to the summit and skied down the back of the mountain to a village as far as 12km away and then climbed on a train to ride back up to the cable railway and stand in line again.” In 1953 I was hosted by both the Swiss and Austrian tourist bureaus...

The Clark’s Party

The 16-foot inflatable, hard foam dinghy from Mike and Nancy Domaille’s wonderful West Bay Son Ship gently bumped the dock on Crane Island as Laurie and I were off on another adventure. I had just told Mike and Nancy that my autobiography was nearly finished, as we were transferring to Doug Rosenberg’s eight-passenger golf cart driven by another favorite neighbor,...

Aground

About half a mile away from our house on our island is a treacherous rock, which at low tide is about 6 inches out of the water and the rest of the time lurks just under the surface, waiting to rip the bottom out of any boat that goes over it. That rock is just one of thousands that...

Around the world alone

On July 8, 2013, three weeks shy of her 71st birthday, Jean Socrates, a retired British mathematics university professor crossed the finish line and completed a nonstop, solo journey around the world in her 38-foot sailboat, “SV Nereida.” Jean left Victoria, B.C., and 10 months later returned without ever touching land or getting any help from anyone during the...

Memories of the last of the season, The 1940s, Part I

Everyone can easily remember his or her first day of skiing in the early winter with 5 inches of powder snow, crystal clear and cold.  Anticipation is in the air as you feel your new skis getting extra grooves in them on the four-inch rocks. I can remember a lot of my 73 last days of skiing in the spring...

Bad Weather

In 1947, I made the decision to spend my winters anywhere where there was enough snow to turn those weird things attached to my two feet. During that time, I have seen all kinds of unusual weather conditions. I had watched 4 feet of snowfall on Big Sky, Mont., during the last week of June. “I have seen all kinds...

Freedom on Mount Waterman

Tied tightly to the roof of the nearly new 1929 model A Ford coupe was my two-man toboggan that I had spent half of the semester of my seventh grade woodshop class making. This as my first project. I was already freezing cold as we started to climb up into the San Gabriel Mountains. Even though I had left my...

25 years of writing columns

Since I got my first job writing a weekly column for the Vail Daily about 25 years ago for 52 columns a year, for 25 years, 1,300 columns equals a lot of words. One of those columns appeared soon after it snowed 99 feet at Mount Baker one winter. Another when it started to become a 7- or 8-hour drive...

Rules to travel by

The other day, I got on an airplane and, as usual, fell asleep before it took off. And, just as Gulliver did, I woke up in the land of make-believe. Los Angeles ... where your first experience is trying to find the carousel that is supposed to have your baggage from your mythical flight. I was again introduced to...

Ice wagon

I am in the final stages of editing my biography after a 4-year struggle writing about the ups and downs through a lot of years: much fun, some pathos. Some parts of my life are probably only interesting to me, but I’ve put it all down, never the less. I have been privileged to live through a lot of changes...