Lake Placid, New York
Filed under: There, Inspiration
Like any Coloradan, I turned up my nose at the mountain ranges of the east. Nothing could possible equal the grand scale and majesty of the Rocky Mountains. But after a few years, curiosity (and desperation) got the better of me, and I made my way to the Adirondacks in upstate New York. Lake Placid was the destination, and my hopes were far exceeded by the small but thrilling town that had twice hosted the Winter Olympics. Sitting comfortably in the ski lift, riding above the snowy trees, I finally forgave the Adirondacks for not rising a mile high.
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