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northwest destination<br />
CROSS THE CANADIAN BORDER in<br />
Eastern Washington at Oroville and head<br />
north up the Okanagan Highway and, after<br />
125 miles, you’ll reach SilverStar Mountain<br />
Resort, a ski village in British Columbia’s<br />
Monashee Mountains with the feel of a<br />
European getaway in the Alps.<br />
It’s here that I’ve spent a relaxing week of<br />
work and play each of the past two winters.<br />
Though it’s a ten-hour drive from Bend, I<br />
would consider making the trip even if there<br />
were no snow and no skiing—just for the<br />
change of pace.<br />
With 3,282 skiable acres, SilverStar is billed<br />
as B.C.’s third largest ski resort, following<br />
nearby Sun Peaks resort (4,270 skiable<br />
acres) and Whistler (4,757 skiable acres). For<br />
measure in the lower Pacific Northwest, Mt.<br />
Baker registers 1,000 skiable acres, Stevens<br />
Pass 1,125 acres and Mt. Bachelor comes in<br />
at 4,318.<br />
The skiable acres at SilverStar that I’m<br />
most interested in are those that comprise<br />
the 105-plus kilometers of the Nordic trail<br />
network. For the past two years, we’ve<br />
shared a condo just above the village so we<br />
can drop down daily and along one of the<br />
Nordic arteries. Our Nordic-skiing, fat-tire<br />
biking friends found this place—a threefloor,<br />
three-bedroom space with a good<br />
kitchen, a soft living room and a hot tub—<br />
and asked us to join two years ago.<br />
On the first morning and after a long<br />
drive, I tried to shock my system with a long<br />
ski and sustained climbing. The starting<br />
elevation in the village is 5,280 feet. Those<br />
who are used to living and skiing at sea level<br />
will feel the effects of altitude immediately.<br />
Though I live at 3,500 feet and ski at 6,000<br />
feet, I could feel the lightness of breath<br />
from exhilaration, from height and from<br />
excitement as I kicked up Paradise trail<br />
toward the summit of SilverStar on a 1,000-<br />
foot climb. From there, I dropped down<br />
over the back on a loop of Comin’ Round<br />
the Mountain. On a spur from this loop is<br />
Lars Taylor Way, which ties into the Nordic<br />
mecca of Sovereign Lake. I thought I’d wait<br />
‘til tomorrow to hit Sovereign Lake.<br />
Since the early 1980s, when Vermonter<br />
and first and only U.S. men’s Nordic Olympic<br />
medalist Bill Koch popularized the new style<br />
of skate skiing, cross-country skiing has<br />
taken on two forms—the new form that<br />
resembles duck-footed ice skating where<br />
the skis are turned outward at an angle, and<br />
the traditional form of kick-and-glide classic<br />
skiing in which you glide along set parallel<br />
tracks. I warn you in advance, I’m a huge<br />
proponent of the classic technique, so much<br />
so that friends long stopped asking me to<br />
skate ski with them.<br />
Hockey players, I’m told, make good<br />
golfers but maybe not skate skiers. Having<br />
grown up playing hockey, I equate skate<br />
skiing with the power-building drill of<br />
pushing your teammate across the ice<br />
while he faces you and resists. It seemed<br />
like too much work then. While it offers<br />
the appearance of skating on snow, skate<br />
skiing doesn’t have the same release valve<br />
as smashing your padded opponent into a<br />
retaining wall. My fellow lean Lycra-clads<br />
pursue a more passive form of aggression<br />
measured in kilometers.<br />
Classic skiing, on the other<br />
hand, is zen on snow. The motion<br />
is as smooth and as natural as<br />
Blake Jorgenson/SilverStar Mountain Resort<br />
It’s here that I’ve spent a relaxing week of<br />
work and play each of the past two winters.<br />
Though it’s a ten-hour drive from Bend, I<br />
would consider making the trip even if there<br />
were no snow and no skiing—just for the<br />
change of pace.<br />
FEBRUARY | MARCH <strong>2018</strong> <strong>1889</strong> WASHINGTON’S MAGAZINE 83