Having lived in Bavaria in the shadows of the Alps long ago, I have been yearning to return for years. Finally, I feel like that dream came true this weekend!
Early Saturday evening we drove up to Mt. Charleston in a thunderstorm (if you can believe it rains here anymore) and ended up having dinner outside on the balcony of Mt. Charleston lodge. The view was more Alpine to me than since I have lived in Europe.
And I have lived 10 years in the Colorado Rockies, under the thumb of Mt. Rainier in Seattle, the San Francisco Peaks in Flagstaff, AZ., Mt. Palomar, etc. in San Diego. I adore visiting Timp and the Wasatch Range in Northern Utah, the Abajo and La Sal moutains surrounding my land north of Monument Valley, Zion and Snow Canyon peaks in Southern Utah, Cedar Mountain (Duck Creek) views where Willow and Shane had their cabin, and on and on. My heart belongs to the West, but the Mountains from Coast to Coast mesmerize me. Even the Pyrenees in France and Spain stole my heart a couple of years ago.
But
never have I felt like I had come home to my beloved Bavaria until this fantasy weekend. It was like being a world away from the desert and the Las Vegas vibe. And the true magic is that it's only 20 minutes from my house! You gotta love Vegas---1/2 hour to Europe, no passports, no jet lag. I love it! I love it! Oh, and did I mention it was probably 65 degrees on the deck when we were eating dinner and breathing the freshly washed (rain had stopped) pine air?
THE place to go this summer--- Mt. Charleston.
Priceless!
Having lived in Bavaria in the shadows of the Alps long ago, I have been yearning to return for years. Finally, I feel like that dream came true this weekend!
Early Saturday evening we drove up to Mt. Charleston in a thunderstorm (if you can believe it rains here anymore) and ended up having dinner outside on the balcony of Mt. Charleston lodge. The view was more Alpine to me than since I have lived in Europe. 
And I have lived 10 years in the Colorado Rockies, under the thumb of Mt. Rainier in Seattle, the San Francisco Peaks in Flagstaff, AZ., Mt. Palomar, etc. in San Diego. I adore visiting Timp and the Wasatch Range in Northern Utah, the Abajo and La Sal moutains surrounding my land north of Monument Valley, Zion and Snow Canyon peaks in Southern Utah, Cedar Mountain (Duck Creek) views where Willow and Shane had their cabin, and on and on. My heart belongs to the West, but the Mountains from Coast to Coast mesmerize me. Even the Pyrenees in France and Spain stole my heart a couple of years ago. 
But never have I felt like I had come home to my beloved Bavaria until this fantasy weekend. It was like being a world away from the desert and the Las Vegas vibe. And the true magic is that it's only 20 minutes from my house! You gotta love Vegas---1/2 hour to Europe, no passports, no jet lag. I love it! I love it! Oh, and did I mention it was probably 65 degrees on the deck when we were eating dinner and breathing the freshly washed (rain had stopped) pine air? THE place to go this summer--- Mt. Charleston. Priceless!
