A couple of years ago, when I started getting sick all the time, and my migraine attacks were getting so frequent, it was like being in Hell 24hrs of the day, 7 days of the week. No one seemed to be able to figure out what was wrong with me or why I was developing new symptoms every few weeks and worse headaches every day.
It was then that I started noticing something very peculiar. Every time I traveled to the mountains, my symptoms would lessen to the point I would feel like myself again.
The first time, I thought it was just by chance, and because I was going on vacation to do one of my favorite things in the world, go skiing. But then I noticed it when I went a second time, and a third time, the same thing happened. My symptoms would magically dissipate within 24hrs of being in the mountains, regardless of where in the world those mountains were. And the feeling was even better if it was during winter and with lots of snow.
So now, not only is skiing one of my favorite things in the world, it is my all-time favorite thing to do, and the mountains have become my haven. I feel I have found myself again in every crevice, nook and fold of the ancient rocks standing tall against time that has tested them with wind, snow, storm, sun and earthquakes only to make them more beautiful and more majestic as time passes by. And that is how they have made me feel too, that I can withstand every storm that has been thrown my way and I too, will stand tall and majestic as time passes by, never giving up on the beauty of feeling alive.
Now, I have made it my quest to go to the mountains at least two to three times a year. Living in Miami, it is something I look forward to every single day that I am not there. It gives me strength to move forward on hard days, it is motivation to keep pushing myself to stay as fit as possible, keep up with my health routine so I can soon feel the glory of the cold, fresh, sweet air of the mountains on my face again.
This time of year, the options take you to the southern hemisphere.
Off we went for a second year in a row to Chapelco, this lovely, small gem of a ski resort near San Martin de los Andes in Neuquén, Argentina. The setting is truly awe inspiring, with the Lanin Volcano and Lacar Lake as a background that you can appreciate from the summit, and the lenga forests to adventure in in the lower slopes of the mountain.
Something I love about ski resorts in Argentina above other places in the world I have had the pleasure of skiing in, is the vibe of the people. It is typically not as cold, so the mountain top refuges and restaurants always have soft music playing and deck chairs and tables are always set outside to enjoy the views while tasting some local delicacies like lamb stew and Patagonian beer (which I leave to my crew to taste for me as even in the mountains, that is still a big migraine trigger for me). And of course, any dessert with dulce de leche is a must!
And if after all that you have it in you, the sun sets a little later in this neck of the woods and you can ski until at least 5pm, so save some energy for a long ski day!!
I just came back and am already thinking of what can I do to go back sooner.
In the meantime, enjoy the photos and video.