Posted by: seasonaire | March 20, 2012

Day 2 in Colorado: Beaver Creek

Amusing name, less than amusing amount of ice. I was not the happiest bunny sliding down most of the World Cup run on my bum, but it got better once we had taken the decision to go and play in the trees. Not necessarily the safest decision in the world since our level experience ranged from two seasons to two weeks. Still, somehow it worked out without any significant death, though my board may disagree.

Apres expectations here sorely disappointed, except for the giant basket of nachos I singlehandedly managed to guzzle. The main apres bar appears to be a converted conference centre and the band was horrible. Still you can’t win them all Beaver Creek. The best thing about the whole experience was watching the leopard print clad middle aged women with gigantic hair dancing to the terrible band, I had no idea it was possible to get hair to do that, but then I am pretty low maintenance.

TBC.


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