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Wednesday, February 10,2010

Beaver Creek's varied terrain, open runs set resort apart

By Marissa Hermanson and Ryan Casey

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In less than three hours, we’d covered nearly a horizontal mile of terrain. We’d enjoyed speedy lift lines, wide-open runs, and were left breathless from the views. All before a mid-afternoon, mid-mountain lunch.

Yes, Beaver Creek – a two-and-a-half hour drive west of Boulder along I-70 – was impressive.

Reminiscent of small Austrian ski towns, Beaver Creek itself is a draw. Secluded but not removed, the town is tucked away from I-70 in a canyon of sorts. Parking ($33 a day) is a bit pricy, but is easy enough, and heated garages are offered.

Tickets (at $97 a pop) are also a bit on the expensive side, and some restaurants and shops in Beaver Creek also tend to be pricy, but the shop owners and the resorts employees aren’t pretentious. The town is welcoming, and its staff is hospitable.

There is a large ski and snowboard school, which caters to all ages. Prices are dependent upon age and date of arrival. (Lessons can be booked online at BeaverCreek.com.)

The resort itself sits on three villages: Beaver Creek, Bachelor Gulch and Arrowhead Village. Twenty-five lifts service 149 runs – of which 146 were open when we went exploring. The terrain is varied and challenging enough for experts while still being friendly to beginners.

What separates Beaver Creek, though, is that the varied terrain remains throughout all elevations. At the top of the resort’s tallest peak, which stretches to 11,440 feet and is serviced by two lifts, skiers and riders can choose to head left and take greens and blues down to the base, or take a right and have their choice of double black diamonds. (It’s here that the infamous Birds of Prey downhill course, site of the 1999 World Alpine Ski Championships, starts.)

All the while – at least when we were there in early February – you feel like you’re skiing on a private mountain. Other skiers are few and far between, and lift wait times rarely reach five minutes.

After hitting the mountain at 10 a.m., we wanted to go up. All the way up. So we caught the Centennial Express lift and moseyed on over to the Cinch Express a few feet over – though not before admiring the Crystal Grotto, a mid-mountain Igloo that plays host to a variety of concerts. (More on the Grotto, here.)

Once at the peak, we conferred and decided that it might not be best to start the day with an expert run, so we made our way down Jack Rabbit Alley, a blue, transferred to Cinch, a green, and then continued on down Gold Dust, another blue, to the bottom. While the runs weren’t rich with power, they weren’t icy, either.

Best of all, there was hardly another skier or rider to be mindful of. Unlike some of Colorado’s other mountains, we made our way down without feeling like we were going to get run over.

From the base, the terrain can look a bit intimidating. Peaks spurt up around you in all directions. To the left, Grouse Mountain towers. To the right, Larkspur Bowl and Arrowhead Mountain await.

This fact, coupled with lunch plans on Bachelor Gulch, actually helped seal our next plan of attack: we went back up Centennial Express, but took a right this time, down a fun but challenging blue, Golden Eagle. From there, it was up the Larkspur Express, to the top of Larkspur Bowl.

It was here that we ran into our main beef with Beaver Creek: the abundance of catwalks. We thought we’d take Primrose, which appeared to be a blue, to the top of Bachelor Gulch. Quickly, though, we realized that it became a catwalk for most of the run, and we were stuck poling and skating our way over.

Still, the scenery here changed dramatically. Aspen trees replaced the pines, which cover most of the east side of the resort, and in front of us, the mountain opened up to the fog-covered valley below.

Finally, a little exhausted, and after some confusion of finding the mid-mountain restaurant, we made our way to Zach’s Cabin, a private reservations-only lodge where you can store all your gear in cubbies, take off your ski boots and lounge around in slippers.

When we arrived, we were surprised at the abundance of showshoers, who told us how perfect the conditions were for the sport. Beaver Creek has 32-kilometers of cross-country skiing and showshoeing trails in the McCoy Park Nordic Center.

It had been lightly snowing for most of the morning, but things really picked up after lunch. We’re talking white-out conditions. But we never got cold. The fact that the mountain is entrenched in a canyon shields the slopes from wind.

On the recommendation of a friend, we quickly tried a few runs on Arrowhead, which was probably the most secluded spot of the resort. The runs weave themselves through residential areas.

From there, we hit the lone lift left to check off our list: The Birds of Prey Express. By then, visibility was pretty dicey – probably 15-feet, at most – so we decided to call it a day and head in. After all, aprs-ski was calling our name from The Osprey, a hotel at the bottom of the Strawberry Park Express lift.

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