I don’t ski anymore


Bukovel is more than a ski resort


I was a bit nervous when my cousin Ivanna and her husband Sasha ushered me to the ski lift. I have many memories of skiing in Northern Michigan. Some fond memories when I mastered the “bunny hill”, reserved for beginners and children. Then there are the terrifying memories. Times when at the top of the “mountain” or hill, I realized how high up I was and remembered I really was kind of afraid of heights. At this point there was only one way down. The thought of loosing control would cause me to freeze up and become rigid. I then would turn into to perfect bullet and speed down the hill, with no hope of ever stopping.

Thankfully at Bukovel you can ride the ski lift to the top of the Carpathian mountians, walk around, then hop on the lift back down. Such a fun experience.


The resort is open all year long, with a long list of activities, including “roller coaster” and “bike” zip lining.  As well as trout fishing, horse back riding, water skiing, rafting and scuba diving. Our visit was near the end of the ski season.  Visitors were enjoying the last of the snow.  Above I included the list with prices.  It might be a bit pricey for an average Ukrainian family to spend a weekend or longer here. But it is beautiful.


These frogs were enjoying the lake. I was amazed at how many were there.  The mountain streams of the Prut River wind through Yaremche. We stopped near the river and had a nice picinic lunch.


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On our way to Yaremche we spent some waching some kayakers paddle their way through a short rapids under a bridge. They were well protected with helmuts and wet suits. Some were tossed around a bit before righting their kayaks. One person in an inflated kayak was actually tossed out and his kayak became wedged betwen some rocks.


About Babs

I'm a narrative sculptor navigating her way through the ever-changing currents in what feels like an art ocean. Whether appreciating the calm rhythm of calls for art and exhibiting, or waiting to catch a big wave of inspiration to take me to the top. I just love being in the water. Formerly a pickle packer, theater major, crisis counselor and occupational therapist with a BA in Communications and a BS in Occupational Therapy, only to discover I've always been an artist. My work grows from a strong connection to people and a passion for discovering the beauty in ordinary things. I sculpt figuratively in clay, utilizing the female form and women’s themes. Frequently my inspiration is drawn from childhood memories and my own short poems. Like each of us as humans every work is uniquely influenced by the past and present and has a narrative.
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