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Breckenridge 2015

Published on 4/9/2015

Breckenridge Ski Trip


Although the calendar indicated it was officially winter, as our bus pulled out of the K.C. parking lot, it felt more like a spring evening. As our daylight stretched into the later evening hours, our bus passengers enjoyed viewing the golden vistas of the Flint Hills as we rumbled down I-70 toward Breckenridge, Colorado.


Our Windstar bus drivers wasted no time as we arrived in Breckenridge with plenty of time to eat breakfast, get dressed and head for Peak 7's pristine and unmarred corduroy. A week of snow had preceded our arrival. Word traveled quickly as this first sunny day after a dump of snow, the powder hounds from the Denver area started arriving en masse.


The lifts on all five peaks kept pace as lift lines were short. Breckenridge has 2908 acres of terrain including: wide open runs, steeps, wicked mogul fields and above treeline altitudes. KCSC skiers and boarders developed “Peak Personas” becoming groomer cruisers, powder pack leaders, and bowl hounds.


Saturday evening brought all together to enjoy the Trip Captain's chili and margaritas, and tell those mountain stories. KCSC members, Don Wagner and Bill Finnerty, who happened to be in Breckenridge, came and shared the evening fun with us.


For the week, the nights were cold, the days were sunny and the sightings of shirtless guys were duly reported by the women. Count 'em up—5 bluebird days in total! The River Mountain Lodge was so convenient, all we had to do was take off our equipment and walk across the road and we were in our Colorado home.


Coming home, we stopped at Costco in Arvada, CO, for pizza. Tom Marincel, who has been known to frequent Costco food courts, was able to negotiate a hot dog deal. His beloved Polish dogs, discontinued in KC's Costco stores, are still being served in Colorado so Tom transported some uncooked dogs over the state border. As luck would have it, no Kansas Highway Patrol canines came to sniff our bus for contraband.


Back home in K.C. In the wee hours of the morning, it was time to scurry home and snap back to “Flatlands life.” Albeit fortified by five days of friendship and epic skiing/snowboarding conditions.