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Another awesome day at Solitude Mountain Resort.

Solitude (from Rilke)

O you — my sacred solitude!
The days are spacious, light and pure,
Like an awakening morning garden.
Solitude! Don’t heed the distant calls,
And hold tightly to the golden door,
There, beyond it, is hell, longed for.

  — Anna Akhmatova (1889 – 1966), Russian poet.


In the trees, in Evergreen


View from Powderhorn Lift


Part of the Evergreen traverse


In the trees, in Evergreen


In the trees, in Evergreen


Resort view from the Scree Slope


Steep and deep