The base of Ajax Mountain is Aspen’s social hub, where yo
I am not a fisherman, but I do subscribe to the theory that if you find yourself in Yankee Stadium, you certainly will be a baseball fan for at least that afternoon or evening.
“Pull!” I bark, but before I can draw a bead on the target, it plummets into the scrub oak, and my shot sails toward the heavens.
The challenging terrain at Aspen Highlands (800.525.6200, www.aspensnowmass.com) helps the resort lure expert skiers away from Aspen Mou
Churchill, Manitoba, has been called “a town built in the wrong place,” not because it is located 700 miles from its gateway city, Winnipeg, or because no roads lead there.
It is cold—bitterly cold, wickedly cold—in St. Moritz, Switzerland, in the final week of January, with temperatures climbing no higher than the single digits.
Now here is a pleasant view: Rising steeply just across the road from my balcony at the Hotel Jagdhof in Neustift, in the Austrian Tirol, is an Alpine meadow, a broad expanse of deep green dotted
Since 1969, Frontiers International has been leading hunters and
Clad in sleek, black suits that render them nearly invisible at this evening hour, the members of a small band of neophytic ninjas silently wind their way through the high alpine wilderness of Col
Seated in the steamy confines of a rustic sauna, Kentucky small-batch bourbon in hand, the angler recounts to his cohorts highlights of a three-day float down a remote Alaskan river.
Some 150 miles northwest of Banff, 9,000 feet up in the Adamant Mountains of British Columbia, I am sitting on a boulder the size of an SUV at the edge of a glacier.
The designs for some of the latest winter sports equipment reflect an eclectic array of influences—from NASA, to New Age, to surfers.
The Pinzgauer 710 transport vehicle plods its way stubbornly over clumps of broam grass and foxtail on the western slope of the Sangre de Cristo mountain range.
It is difficult to remain focused when staying at New Zealand’s Treetops Lodge and Estate.
Four miles and 4,000 vertical feet from the beginning of our journey, we reach the summit of Mount Huron only to discover that we have company.
It is 25 degrees on a snowy February morning, and I am skiing in shorts and a T-shirt. Instead of snow, a carpeted treadmill rolls swiftly underfoot.
“Big Sky?” the question inevitably comes. “Is there really a town by that name? I thought it referred to the state.” Which, of course, it does.
While skis may be the most traditional means of descending the slopes, there is nothing traditional about these models, which incorporate the latest innovations designed to optimize performance—wh
Scene to be Seen
On the first day of camp, Walter Oetzell listens closely as Jackson Hole veteran ski school instructor Rich Lee presents the agenda for the next day: Meet at 8 am, ride the tram to the top of the
Tommy Moe sits on the chairlift, occasionally looking down the steep slopes of Rendezvous Mountain in Wyoming’s high country.