Everyone loves a good comeback.
Silent film. Mickey Rourke. Suspenders (just wait).
And, of course, that little ski lodge in Alaska.
Oh, maybe you haven’t heard...
Reintroducing the Tsaina Lodge, a classic ski mecca newly resurrected from the annals of big-mountain lore, taking reservations now through the end of ski season.
This story begins in the early ’90s, with an idea for a new, more dangerous sort of Olympic Games. They called it... the World Extreme Skiing Championships. (Clever, we know.)
To host, this humble lodge is built. But despite its not-so-humble setting—including about a dozen massive glaciers surrounding Alaska’s Thompson Pass—the event goes the way of the macarena. And soon, the lodge follows step.
Flash forward to today. Valdez, Alaska. One of the snowiest winters in years. And behold, the lodge returns—replete with backyard heliport serving the Chugach Mountains. Think jaw-dropping descents with 60-degree pitches and tight, rocky corridors. And not a pair of Zubaz pants in sight.
At night, you’ll heat your feet by the fireplace (actually, preheat them in the heli-ski locker room). Then grab a beer at the bar, where you’ll enjoy the same all-wood après setup as before, only with sashimi rolls and salmon burgers.
No one does sashimi like the Alaskans.
Silent film. Mickey Rourke. Suspenders (just wait).
And, of course, that little ski lodge in Alaska.
Oh, maybe you haven’t heard...
Reintroducing the Tsaina Lodge, a classic ski mecca newly resurrected from the annals of big-mountain lore, taking reservations now through the end of ski season.
This story begins in the early ’90s, with an idea for a new, more dangerous sort of Olympic Games. They called it... the World Extreme Skiing Championships. (Clever, we know.)
To host, this humble lodge is built. But despite its not-so-humble setting—including about a dozen massive glaciers surrounding Alaska’s Thompson Pass—the event goes the way of the macarena. And soon, the lodge follows step.
Flash forward to today. Valdez, Alaska. One of the snowiest winters in years. And behold, the lodge returns—replete with backyard heliport serving the Chugach Mountains. Think jaw-dropping descents with 60-degree pitches and tight, rocky corridors. And not a pair of Zubaz pants in sight.
At night, you’ll heat your feet by the fireplace (actually, preheat them in the heli-ski locker room). Then grab a beer at the bar, where you’ll enjoy the same all-wood après setup as before, only with sashimi rolls and salmon burgers.
No one does sashimi like the Alaskans.
