A standard Dolomitian backdrop.
Translations here never cease to make me laugh.
Old gondolas, covered in powder. Or giant marshmallows. I couldn't decide.
Despite all of the fresh snow, it was -- sadly -- difficult to find anything but groomed runs.
Skiing consisted not of running laps on the same lift, but rather traveling from peak, to valley, to a different peak, and then to a different valley. Over the course of a day, we would cover tens of kilometers and complete enourmous, multi-mountain loops.
So much snow.
Another rogue cloud.
Mountain yaks.
The color coordination between my jacket and the sky was no coincidence.
The most extraordinary natural lighting I've ever seen. The Dolomites are notorious for their pinkish hue, but as the sun set on the afternoon of the first day they turned into this incandescent orange.
3 comments:
Beautiful. Do you prefer the European style of ski resort, making multi-mountain loops, to the North American style? How does this skiing compare to Whistler or Vail?
These pictures look great when viewed full-screen. Every ski area should feature yaks.
Thanks "David"!
I think that if I had been skiing with a different group of people, I would have been able to focus less on the looping and more on the skiing. Given my abysmal sense of direction (something you, as my father, are quite familiar with), I didn't ever want to head off on my own, for fear of winding up in Switzerland. But the good skiing, I think, was there. It just needed discovering.
Anyway, were I to have found it, I would have had the best of both worlds -- that is challenging skiing AND beautiful scenery. And that would have been wonderful. So I think, in conclusion, I prefer the European style of ski resort, but with the American style of skiing.
Does that make sense?
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