This film more or less sums up why I’m so enamored of the idea of riding in Morocco. (Although it was the family copy of Warren Miller’s 1993 film Escape to Ski that first planted the idea in my mind.)
“The conditions were probably not at the best… but it’s the Atlas Mountains in Morocco, just between the desert Sahara and the ocean. That’s skiing in Africa.”
Film from Female Wolf Pack, an awesome place to discover female athletes doing what they do best – kicking ass.
Now that I’m out on my own in the mogul field of adulthood (exciting, repetitious, hard on the knees), I’m not able to travel very far in search of new mountains and aventures. Don’t get me wrong – I’m having a blast exploring my Vermont backyard and being a real local for the first time in my life… But I can’t help but dream of mountain ranges a little off the beaten path.
For years, my dream To Ski List included just three locations:
- The Atlas Mountains
- The Chugach Mountains
But this past week, due entirely to the Banff Mountain Film Festival and Backcountry Magazine, I added two more destinations.
Think I’m crazy? Don’t pass judgement until you watch the videos.
What mountain range are you dreaming about? Can I come, too?