Happy 70th Heavenly Mountain Resort

Our local ski resort, Heavenly Mountain Resort, turns 70. It opened with one chairlift, and one heck of a view of Lake Tahoe, in December 1955.

"Seventy years, two states of terrain, four base areas, and many capital investments later, we're still in awe of these views and the crew we get to share them with. This winter, rally your friends, put on your party pants (err, snow pants), and get ready for nonstop fun, killer views, and moments that you'll want to cheers to as we get ready to celebrate the electric social and scenic atmosphere that makes Heavenly, well, Heavenly."

In honor of this milestone, I thought I'd reshare my only time skiing there (I blogged it right after moving here). It was in 1982, the 27th year of its operating.

My college boyfriend, at that time, was a huge skier and had a friend who lived here.  A 24-hour snowfall of 67 inches set a new California record, and he wanted to be in it.  I was a novice to the sport but I had all the equipment and the darling ski garb.

On the last run of the last day on Heavenly, I swooshed right and my left ski chose not to follow the rest of me!  The result was a spiral fracture and a "broken bone club" membership.

I was well cared for during my extended stay at Barton Memorial.  It was an event I will never forget and not the best introduction to Tahoe, but an interesting stroll down memory lane. It's hard to believe that is the one and only time I skied Heavenly... 43 years ago.

It's not to say I haven't returned to the Mountain. I was an enthusiastic volunteer for the Winter Trek program where I snowshoed with 5th graders on the summit. Steve has had a ski pass, on and off, since we moved here. It is still a place of fond memories. By all accounts, it has been 70 years of Heavenly being heavenly.