Kids in Paradise
Each and every day at Paradise our purpose is to make our guests as happy as possible. Throughout this week, we have been preparing the ranch to serve that purpose, and boy has it been amazing to watch this place transform!
While it is a way of life for some, most people's daily routines do not include mountain trails on the back of beautiful creature that is often more in tune to its surroundings than we are. Taking a breath of fresh mountain air at the top of rock formation that lets you see for miles is not something that comes in a classroom or office. Seeing the excitement in a child's eyes as she pulls in a trout all by herself is something that can't be generated from beating a video game or receiving and A on a spelling test.
Highlights of a Week at Paradise
Quotes and Stories from Paradise
Every establishment of family and friends needs that one central gathering place. The place that everyone feels safe to be themselves. I grew up in a family of Italians, so naturally ours was the kitchen. Some of the best memories are centered around the table, everyone talking over one another, laughing uncontrollably, and of course mass amounts of food. At Paradise, The French Creek Saloon is more than just a bar.
The first breath of pure mountain air blended with the sweet aroma of lupine is engraved in my memory from my first ride I took at Paradise. Coming from the Midwest, the majority of my riding had been through wooded areas, open meadows and arena work. As I first loped across the mesa into a horizon of snow capped peaks, Wyoming felt like home for the first time.
As we stay bundled in our layers, I dream in anticipation of the ear-to-ear smiles that sprinkle into Paradise every Sunday from June until September. The image of people exiting their cars or hopping out of our shuttles and letting the first glimpse of the beauty of our valley sink in is guaranteed to refresh me for a new week of guests. After plane rides or road trips, Paradise creates a perfect oasis from the outside world.
Throughout the summer, as guests found out that I was staying at the ranch over the winter, nine times out of ten I was greeted with one response: “You better get a hobby!”. I even had a guest offer to teach me how to knit! There were also a few promises I made to some annual guests that I would be able to play guitar when they returned next summer. Well, now that I am two months into my first winter at Paradise, I can respond with proof that our day to day jobs here at the ranch do in fact keep us quite busy.