This past winter my husband, Brady, and I purchased the Mountain Collective ski pass. This pass gave us access to go skiing at 17 different resorts across the world two times for free. There were three resorts in Canada on the pass so I convinced Brady to let me buy the pass and take a road trip to Canada. I live for adventures and travel with my husband so I was beyond excited.
On our way up to Canada we stopped halfway in Montana to go skiing at Big Sky. Our first night we stayed in the cutest town in Yellowstone, there was so much snow and none of the side roads were plowed because everyone gets around by snowmobile or 4-Wheel drive.
Big Sky had just put in a new lift called the Ram Charger 8. This lift holds eight people, has heated seats, and a bubble you can pull over the chair to keep the cold out. We started out the day skiing in the north side of the resort, with a plan to ski the last half of the day on the south side. We tried most of the day to find our way to the south side but the resort was so big we never made it. There looked there were a lot of black diamonds and bowls on that side so I was a little disappointing when we did not make it.
There is a lodge at the top of the hill that we had planned to eat lunch at, when we walked in everyone had taken their ski clothes off and were drinking wine, and being served expensive food. When the host asked us how many I said “uhh.. yeah, never mind.” and we took a cup of free water and walked out.
The resort was so big, that I do not recall going on the same run twice. My favorite run was when Brady and I cut through a “do not cross” rope that was reserved for the ski team. We rode on the edge of the run by the trees and we got fresh powder. It was the best we had all day. While we were going down we passed the ski team and the instructor yelled at us for crossing the rope. We just acted like we did not hear him and kept skiing.
That night we stayed in Bozeman, Montana. This town was adorable, Christmas lights were lit on main street and people were walking around shopping and having a good time. Our hotel was on the old side, it had a tiny vintage faded pink hot-tub that looked like it was from the 80’s and a mural of the mountains painted on the wall. We had a pretty fun time in it.
We ate at a Thai restaurant called Rice it was THE. BEST. FOOD. EVER. it was heaven in my mouth. Since eating there we have tried multiple Thai restaurants and none have came close to comparison leading me to begging Brady to go on a road trip to Montana just to eat here again. I cannot stop craving it.
We only skied one day at Big Sky but we loved the time we spent there. I hope that one day in the near future we will make it back there and finally be able to ski the south side of the mountain and of course eat more Thai food.