This is the article in the “XC Town USA” series that I have been
dreading writing.
After finishing our tour of the west, we flew east to New England. How could
I be dreading writing about New England, you ask? Well, I'm not dreading that
– writing about New England will be fun. I grew up there, I already know my
favorite places. The part I am dreading is telling all the midwesterners that
we skipped right over their whole region on our way east. How do I explain to
thousands of fanatical cross country skiers that I didn't even go to their area
to find XC Town USA? Well, it won't be easy, and I am pretty sure that none
of my reasons will be acceptable to anyone between Michigan and North Dakota.
But I still have to try to fast-talk my way out of this one. Here it goes…
The main reason for our exploratory road trip was to find a new place to live;
finding XC Town USA was a secondary goal. And one simple fact had convinced
me that we weren't moving to the midwest: The last 10 races I have gone to in
the midwestern part of the continent were all cancelled. Yes, thats right: ten
in a row – all cancelled. The 2000 Birkie, the 2000 Canadian National Championships
(scheduled for Thunder Bay – all four races moved to Canmore, which I could
not get to), and last year's Olympic-qualifying Continental Cup races in Thunder
Bay and Telemark Resort (five races between the two venues). That is a lot of
money wasted to get to races that did not happen. I fully understand that, when
snow is at least average, the midwest has some of the best skiing anywhere.
But in recent winters, Mother Nature just hasn't cooperated. Last December,
while I was in Minnesota praying unsuccesfully that the Continental Cups would
happen, I was rollerskiing (!) with Erik Stange and Chad Giese. Chad and I were
discussing my plan to move away from Park City. He said that based upon what
I had gone through on that trip, he was "not even going to try to convince
me to move to Minnesota." He knew that this was just one bad experience
too many for me.

Rollerskiing in the Twin Cities in December 2001 – note the green grass
But that is not the only reason. After all, any place can have a bad snow year
or two. Another reason is that I love big mountains. I love to look up at them
and feel very small. It is a good reminder that no matter how wrapped up we
get in our lives, we are all just a very small part of a much bigger whole.
But even more than looking up at them, I love to get to the top of the mountain,
by my own power, and look down. The hills of the midwest just aren't big enough
for my liking. I have often wondered, if I could only have snow or mountains,
which would I choose? The more I think about it, I think I could handle no snow
better than I could handle no mountains. But fortunately, I plan on moving to
a place that has both.
One more thought. Since I started writing this column almost two months ago,
I have received many emails from people nominating their favorite ski towns.
People have suggested towns from Portland, Maine to Fairbanks, Alaska with many
in between. But curiously, I did not get a single suggestions for any place
west of New York and east of Colorado.
So having said all that, I am going to do my best to discuss the places in
the midwest which deserve recognition. After all, the midwest is still a wonderful
place to be a cross county skier. It seems like a number of places in the midwest
should be near the top of the list. A strong Scandinavian heritage prevails
throughout the midwest. That means that not only do a lot of people ski, they
also have an appreciation of the sport and its long history.
