Hut trips. Perhaps a bit decadent for this self-proclaimed dirt-bagger thru-hiker. But I love ’em.

The outdoors person in me loves skiing in the mountains for three days. Seeing those intense Colorado winter skies, the bright sunshine and being in the mountains that I love so much.

The Magnanti in me loves the nights at huts. The delicious food that is prepared and shared. The convivial company. The flowing conversation (and wine!) and just the good times shared with friends. As I’ve said before, I think of a hut trip as a dinner party with a ski trip attached.

I decided to make the weekend a really long one and took the day off from The Salt Mine and did some skiing in the mountains outside of Boulder. Ten miles of prep skiing was a great way to get a taste of what awaited. Sharing shabbat dinner with the Zapins later that night made for a good start of my mini-vacation.

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