Nestled in a bowl of snow covered mountains, we passed the day on 2 legs instead of wheels. This small ski community was just our bag. Not trendy or Aspen-like, we felt at home wandering the streets, watching long haired boys on bikes bide the time til the first snow.
Our accommodations are so cozy, we melted into them, cooking a big breakfast and then unwinding in front of the fire. Jules spent the day, looking at maps and plotting possible routes home. I wrapped up in a blanket and read.
In the evening, relaxation and therapy came to our door. A local woman brought her massage table to the condo and unknotted us while the fire crackled. She also gave us some good tips and new roads for riding home through BC.
Tomorrow we take off again, perhaps to Valdez, depending on the weather. This break from the road was a necessary one. As the days added up, so did the kinks in our shoulders and backs. A warm fire, a do-nothing day and the massage have revitalized us. We are ready to "Get our motor runnin' and head out on the highway, looking for adventure, in whatever comes our way..." Not sure if we are wild, but we've definitely been reborn.
Good day for a fire
Cabin in the bowl
We're so pretty
Mountain man
Alaskan flowers
And yet another moose!
I kissed a bear!
Lunch
Shopping
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