Inside Story : A Steamboat blog life
Riley doing snow research December 19, 2002 It all began here in Steamboat Springs, Colorado nearly nine years ago. Our original Steamboat blog, The Straight Talk Report, arrived in the inbox of my brother, who at the time lived in Killington, Vermont. He subsequently forwarded the email to me back in Steamboat with the note, “You can write better than this.” So I sought out Steamboat’s webmaster and volunteered to assist him in his daily blogging

5 Things to be thankful for in Steamboat Springs
Steamboat Thanksgiving - Turkey and turns! 1. Powder days are on their way! 2. It started snowing right on time 3. New partnerships with new properties 4. Oil is cheaper so it’s cheaper to get here by air this winter 5. We live in a ski town so we can ski off the Thanksgiving poundage

Snow science lesson: orgraphic lift
What's for your Thanksgiving dinner? Orographic lift is a weather phenomenon occurs when an air mass is forced from a low elevation to a higher elevation as it moves over rising terrain. As the air mass gains altitude it expands and cools, which can raise the relative humidity to 100% and create clouds and, under the right conditions, precipitation. In Steamboat’s case, that is snow! The Park/Gore Range, where Steamboat is located, caus

Meteor Shower in Steamboat Springs, Colorado
The Leonid Meteor Shower lights up the sky Seeing a shooting star is a memorable event.  Yet watching a meteor shower is even better.  For the entire month of November,  the Leonid-Meteor shower, a semi-rare phenomenon, is active.  The meteor shower peaked early this morning around 2am, shooting between 40-60 meteors an hour. The Shower Setting an alarm for 2.30am is a painful process yet it was worth every moment o

Bye Bye Bike, Hello Skis!
From biking to skiing in two days - the life of a local in Steamboat Springs, Colorado. November 12th: A glorious last day of biking.  The sun was out and despite the chill in the air, it was warm enough for a final spin.  The burnt amber fields stretched out in every direction.   Winter seemed far away as I gazed at the rainbow trout in the crystal clear Yampa river.  I secretl