Breckenridge, Colorado
It was a long-time dream to ski the Rocky Mountains while they are covered in late-season snow. This was a memorable trip for so many reason but mostly because of the lack of oxygen. I thought of myself as a resilient young man that could handle the altitude with no problems. I could barely sleep at night because I couldn't catch my breath. Most mornings started with a quick ski lesson and the afternoons ended sharing coffee or hot chocolate in a warm restaurants.
My favorite part of this adventure was riding snowmobiles at Vale Pass. The drive to the outfitter wound through narrow mountains roads covered in ice at times but getting to such a remote location was part of the experience. The snowmobile trail increased in altitude so much that the weather changed at the halfway point and it began snowing and visibility dropped so that you could barely see 20 feet in front of you. The sun came out for just a few minutes at the peak of the trail and I was able to take a quick picture.
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