The social activities and entertainment following a day’s skiing.
“the après-ski disco”
My absolute favorite winter activity is skiing. Every year, my husband and I take a ski holiday to Tahoe to celebrate my birthday and Valentine’s Day. I love every aspect of the culture. Ski fashion is amazing with bright colors and fur. Improved equipment has changed the sport, making it safer. The lodge cuisine has evolved from basics to high-quality farm to table dishes. However, what I look forward to most after a long day of skiing is Après.
Ski bars are magical places. One part watering hole, one part town hall, ski bars are what form the true fabric of America’s ski towns. They’re a place where everyone in town can come together to reconnect, laugh, and lie through their teeth about their own skiing abilities. In fact, Le Chamois was recently featured in GrindTV’s 5 ski bars you HAVE to go before you die.
On February 16th, the Squaw Valley Soxperts and I gathered at Le Chamois for the ultimate Après Ski party – Soxxy style. We stripped out of our ski clothes and put on fresh Soxxy compression socks and leggings to help our aching feet and legs recover from a day of pounding.
Skiing down Squaw – Alpine is challenging with epic areas like KT-22, Headwall, Granite Chief…all with breathtaking views of Lake Tahoe. No wonder it was ranked the #1 Best Ski Resort in the United States in USA Today’s poll.
I love the vertical at Jackson Hole, Whistler and Mt. Hood, However, the ability to ski and surf in the same day is called the California Dream for a reason.
I’ve also had a blast skiing at Vail, Aspen, Breckenridge, A-Basin and Telluride. Despite all the amazing times I’ve had in Colorado, it’s a dangerous state for me. In 1993, I was in a near fatal car accident in Telluride, where I broke my right arm, ribs, back (T7 fracture) and suffered a concussion. In 2010, I broke my knee (Tibial Plateau fracture) in a ski accident at Vail.
Ultimately, it was my knee injury that prompted me to create Soxxy compression socks and leggings. While skiing on my birthday, it was a powder day and I fell trying to keep up with locals in the back bowls. When the binding on my left ski didn’t release, my leg broke. The Doctors at Steadman Clinic wanted to operate immediately, but my orthopedic surgeon friend got me an appointment with Dr. Helfet at Hospital for Special Surgery in NY. On my way to Denver International Airport, we stopped at my friend’s clinic, where he drained the fluid from my knee, put an ugly pair of white TED compression hose on my legs, and gave me a strong narcotic to dull the pain. In a woozy state, I asked if there were any other styles or colors of compression socks? He said no, but suggested it was a good idea – one that I should pursue when I was feeling better. It was several years until I developed Soxxy’s first compression prototype, but the seed had been planted.