Deer Valley, Utah

What a wonderful time, skiing, eating, laughing, talking, we had in Deer Valley. Thank you, thank you Perry and Sally for your warm hospitality. Besides Perry and Sally, with us were: Sally and Dave Hall and Lizzy and Dee Lowrey.
Here is the Sorenson's beautiful house tucked into the hillside.

The ski slopes of Deer Valley are calling our names.

There is the usual morning chaos and pain..."where are my goggles? I can't find the tag to retrieve my skis, has anyone seen my hat and the perennial...oh my god I don't think I can get my boots on and ohhh this hurts." (Could be boots, could be muscles.)

Finally suited and booted up we hit the slopes. Lairds pose with Dee and Lizzy Lowrey. Check out the background.

Lovely view from the slopes.

Beautiful view and a favorite run, Bandana. It is on the way to one of the lunch spots too.

A favorite run on the way home takes us by these bears. Someone with a great sense of humor lives in this place.



The end of a great day..the hot tub.

We have fun off the slopes too. Here is the gang after dinner at The Blue Boar..delicious!

One treat for me was seeing my friend Ingrid and her husband Steve. Ingrid and I go back to my Puerto Rico days.

Ingrid and her adorable grandchildren.

One night we went to the Hyatt for drinks. It is perched on a hillside above the base of Deer Valley.

One of my other favorite slopes seen from the Hyatt patio.

A young man suddenly appeared on this large boulder with a huge knife (like a machete) and a bottle of champagne. He told a story about Napoleon opening champagne with a similar knife. He told us Napoleon cut the tops off the bottles and the force of the bubbles blew the glass away and the champagne was safe to drink. Which is what the young man proceeded to do.


Here he has just chopped the top of the bottle off. If you really look closely you can see the spray of champagne.

The glasses arrive.

The champagne is poured.no glass in the drink.

Or you can look at the view through your glass of wine.

As you can see by the hunched shoulders it is nearly time to head back to the Sorenson's and light a fire.


Looking down the track, waiting for the funicular to come get us.

Here she comes.

The bottom of the hill awaits.

Yes, a good time was had by all. That couch looks like it was made with alligator hide.

The sunsets over Deer Valley and we say good bye and thanks again, Sally and Perry, for all the good times and good memories.