After getting back into skiing two years ago Park City was the first real resort I went to (ok, behind Tahoe and Zermatt). But in all seriousness, this is where I got my ski legs back under me. I fell in love.

Despite being tricked into a double black that I wasn’t prepared for, my heart fell back in love with skiing. This was February 2020. Little did I know that the following season I’d be moving part time to Utah and spending half of my ski days in Utah. Despite getting lost multiple times on the mountains, I love this place.

I had my first really serious fall here on the second to last weekend of the ’21 season. No broken bones, all good, just shook up. Really looking forward to move ski days here next season!