Mt. Werner

Or as it should be pronounced: Vehrrrnehrrr.
This is another one of those posts, where the kids latest is not mentioned as I am not in their general vicinity. The US Adaptive Ski Team -Nordic (copy that down kids, it will be on the final) has requested I participate in an activity which is not near home. Actually, if one could not guess from the intro, I am in Steamboat Springs Colorado. It has been at least ten years since the last time I was here. The last time, I was roller blading on the city bike trail, and sharing a condo/house with Mom, Dad, Clark, Dan and Regan and accouterments. OK, OK Karley and Sara were there too. What a difference time makes. My feet don't look anything like the photo. Wait, I mean, there are so many more ski town structures now. That and I am not taking my mountain bike to the top of the gondola and riding cool single track...or roller blading. One major difference is the accommodation. A. I am not paying for this one. B. The condo is in town, off 5th, right on the Yampa river. C. The real estate company is trying to sell this condo for 1.4 million(meeelllion). I still fail to see how it is worth 1 million. I would buy it for $300,000 complaining I spent too much. But I know very little of these things. I also would not buy the Mona Lisa for whatever "they" say it is worth. I would however buy an F-16 for whatever they charged me. Put it on my Visa, I get points. You don't need to put any of the armament, or high speed radar stuff in it, I'm good without that stuff. But maybe the external fuel tanks would be nice -if they are not too much. Why am I talking like I have that kind of money? I guess because what is 1.4 mil when that is out of my realm of reality. I don't even know where that is. Who are these people?
We are here, because.........well, I'll give you the answer that I think makes the most sense: our coach lives here. Throw in there is still some snow up in Rabbit Ears Pass, and I think you have it. It is one area where we can put a couple workout scenarios together, which is in a reasonable distance for everyone. We have kayakers on white water, flat water, biking routes, weight room, etc. So far it has been pretty good. This is a big year, so we have more momentum than off-Paralympic years.
This is a great place to train. The good is that there are no distractions. The bad is that home is one of the things I have been distanced from. I missed the last soccer game for the kids. I also was torn from a pleasant North Idaho spring. It is hard for me to be ripped from home. And one would think with all my experience with traveling, I would appreciate it. But it seems that the more I go, the more I want to stay. It may be that when the time comes that I stop traveling I will miss it. Right now that concept seems so completely foreign. Even our vacation to San Diego was something that I looked at with a little dread. I may be developing a quirk, which should mature with me until I am an "interesting" old guy.