I think I am done with winter, which is a unique position for me. I’m usually quite happy with winter activities. I live in expectation of the next season all fall and relish the first opportunity to pack up my crampons and strap my piolet onto my winter pack. Likewise, I often lament the late …
Andorra is a strange place. But despite the ubiquitous smoking and partying, I made it through a week-long winter trip, spending the first half skiing at the Grandvalira resort.