The fact that we focus on lodges with that element of "something more" doesn't mean we're lodge critics. Far from it. We don't have time for that kind of drama. We're not here to judge whether a lodge lives up to its name. We're here to help you find, assess, and connect with that lodge that perfectly fits your needs and wants in those rare moments when you have time and resources to get away. Somewhere out there, a lodge with "something more" is calling your name. We'd love to help you find it. -Lodge Lover What lodge with "something more" would you like others to know about?
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I was three years old the first time my family went skiing at Lake Tahoe's Heavenly Valley. The skiing was anything but heavenly as far as I was concerned. My older sister, Kathi, had honed her skills on slopes in the Austrian Alps. I wailed loudly as she dragged me by one elbow, my ski edges bouncing across hard, rutted snow. (In my memory, the ruts were as tall as I was.) The only heavenly part was getting back to the lodge, kicking off those wretched ski boots, climbing into my mother's lap, and drinking hot chocolate. Eventually my sister gave up and took me down the slopes between her knees, my tiny skis bouncing along between hers. Years later, I taught my own four children to ski that very same way (pictured above at Big Mountain—now Whitefish Mountain Resort). I bent over them from behind, my arms around their waists as they bumped along on tiny skis between my longer ones. Today they all ski better, faster, and longer than I do, and that's fine with me. My favorite part of the day is when we're all back in the lodge eating hot soup and thick French bread, telling stories about the day's spills, near misses, and victories. It's like living the best parts of the day twice—once on the mountain and once in the lodge. I love to ski...but I love the lodge even more! Conna Bond, Editor Franktown, Colorado |
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