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## Ski Resorts in Salt Lake City
Skiing is one winter sport that many people either have a crazy passion for or
simply love looking at others slice their way down through snow. Salt Lake
City is one place where both corporate and leisure travelers can do all that.
Various Salt Lake City hotels offer state of the art skiing and hiking
equipment for all guests. Sometimes they even offer trainers and skiing
experts for sincere advice on the entire sport. That is why many travelers of
Salt Lake City love the friendly cooperation of the hotels.
If you are looking for some thrilling and breath-taking fun then head off to
Red Lion Hotel in downtown district of Salt Lake City. Situated ideally four
blocks away from Salt Palace Convention Center and six blocks from Temple
Square, the Red Lion Hotel is the most optimum choice for ski resorts.
Seasonal outdoor pool along with a year-round spa tub is provided. A fitness
center is always open for exercise enthusiasts. If you are in the mood for
some indoor fitness then simply pick up your sports bag and enter the gym.
Complimentary shuttle service to the International Airport of Salt Lake City
is provided as well. Café Olympus, charcoal room, Harry\'s Place and Sky Bar
are nearby and on-site attractions.
Radisson Hotel is a contemporary high-rise property situated in downtown Salt
Lake City. It stands adjacent to the Salt Palace Convention Center. Located in
the tranquil shadows of Wasatch Mountains, this beautiful hotel is within only
three blocks of the Energy Solutions Arena. The Salt Lake Art Center along
with the Temple Square is located nearby. Polished marbled floors and spacious
rooms embrace the tired travelers. Richly designed leather couches and indoor
splash pool make the entire hotel look so homey and yet so chic. If you are in
the mood for some skiing or hiking then worry no more because the hotel offers
in-depth information related to ski resorts of all kinds. Pets are allowed so
don\'t forget to bring your little buddy along!
Airport Inn Hotel is the kind of hotel is that provides precise and sleek
environment to the on-the-go traveler. It is located in central Salt Lake
City. It is only three miles away from the Gateway Shopping Center.
Complimentary fitness room, indoor spa and pool are present. The hot breakfast
provided by the staff is just simply delicious. Palms Restaurant is on-site so
you do not have to leave the comfort of the home-like hotel for some tummy-
satisfaction. Wireless internet covers the entire hotel. Coffeemakers, cable
television, microwave ovens and mini-fridges are in several rooms. Pets are
not allowed. Jacuzzis are present. It makes your stay a very comfortable and
Welcome to the Pavilion Inn. Located in the center of Salt Lake City, the
hotel is famous for its simple and modest amenities. It is nine miles away
from the downtown district, Salt Palace Convention Center, Temple Square and
other local attractions. Complimentary buffet-styled breakfast along with
wireless internet access looms all over the hotel. If you are an exercise
enthusiast then don\'t worry because the hotel offers a fitness room and indoor
pool along with spa tub. Beds with pillow-top mattresses make the stay a cozy
and warm one. Flat panel televisions are present in all rooms while several
rooms also offer scenic mountain views.
The Quality Inn Airport Hotel is a small but very accommodating hotel in terms
of facilities and amenities. It offers world-class service and help to all of
its guests. The hotel proudly offers true style Utah love to all travelers.
Non-smoking rooms along with a multilingual staff makes your stay a very
comfortable one. It doesn\'t matter if you speak Arabic or Russian because the
staff makes sure you are in touch with your roots while spending a winter
vacation in the city of snow.
Salt Lake City is a wonderful place for a vacation destination. The
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## Ocean\'s Reach Resort Ushers in Green Lodging on Sanibel and Captiva Islands
Ocean\'s Reach Condominiums is a vacation resort tucked away on secluded
stretch of gulf front coastline on Sanibel Island. For over three decades,
visitors to Ocean\'s Reach have been admiring the Gulf of Mexico from their
oceanfront balconies, wading in a swimming pool with a view unrivaled on
Sanibel Island, and walking the fabled \"nineteen steps\" it takes to reach the
shell-strewn beach. And now, thanks to the eco-conscious and diligent staff of
Ocean\'s Reach Resort, they can do it all with a clear environmental
conscience. Ocean\'s Reach is the first property to attain Green Lodging
designation on Sanibel and Captiva Islands.
Regardless of where it begins, the last leg of any trip to Ocean\'s Reach
starts on the Sanibel Causeway. After several years of the noise and debris of
major construction project, a larger toll building and the new three-part
causeway bridge to Sanibel were finally completed in the summer of 2007.
The wife and I drive past the tollbooth and begin the steep ascent of the new
high-span bridge. The original drawbridge is gone, and this sleek, precipitous
beauty now stands in its place. The tallest bridge in Lee County. Anticipation
builds, and my view is obstructed as I drive up its sheer, concrete face. My
temporary blindness is rewarded as I reach the summit and a tropical fantasy
land reveals itself with all the magnificence and grandeur nature can muster.
Here is a magical place. Here is where the gentle curve of Sanibel stretches
off into the distance. Here is where the waters of the Caloosahatchee River
and Pine Island Sound merge with the salty tides of the Gulf of Mexico. Here
is where bright Florida sunlight kisses the treetops on Fisherman Key and
Picnic Island. Here is where the iron skeleton of Sanibel Island Light first
comes into view. Here is where windsurfers challenge waves, pleasure boats
drift aimlessly, and fishermen bait their hooks. Once I reach the top of that
first bridge, I leave the whole world behind me, and immerse myself into the
paradise that is Sanibel Island.
Improved landscaping graces the man-made causeway islands. Palm trees provide
intermittent shade. A recreational vehicle is parked on the shoreline with its
awning fully extended. Two vacationers doze in beach chairs beneath. A great
blue heron stands sentry nearby.
A brown pelican races our car across the final bridge span, finally banking to
the right and splashing in a sloppy dive into the water below.
Before long I\'m on Periwinkle Way. The Australian pine canopy is gone, ripped
out by Hurricane Charley. Nature always returns to a clean slate, given time.
It steers us in the right direction, sometimes nudging, sometimes punching.
Nature\'s voice is always there, all we have to do is listen.
Sanibel\'s done a good job listening on Periwinkle way. The invasive exotics
were replaced with native species as a result of the Periwinkle Corridor
Vegetation Restoration Project. Over three-thousand native trees were planted
along with native under-story vegetation. Bald Cypress. Sabal Palm. Gumbo
Limbo. Live Oak. Green Buttonwood. Strangler Fig. Seagrape. All drought
resistant. All needing no fertilizer. All hardy enough to stand up to
hurricane force winds. Native plants are good for conservation. Native plants
are good for the environment. Nature loves native plants.
A couple turns later and the traffic is far behind me. I make a final turn
onto quiet Camino Del Mar. At the far end of the road stands a series of four
connected buildings, like a fortress on the shores of the Gulf of
I pull my car into the covered parking area near the shuffleboard court and
the \"finest hard surface tennis court on Sanibel Island\". I walk past a well-
maintained grilling and picnic grove on my way to check in.
The main office is abuzz with energy and enthusiasm as members of the staff
review Green Lodging checklists and make last minute preparations for the
Green Lodging On-Site Assessment about to occur.
I ask Ocean\'s Reach manager, Andy Boyle, what the Green Lodging Designation
process consists of.
\"We put the formal process in motion about six months ago by filling out
paperwork and making a request to the Florida Department of Environmental
Protection to be admitted to the program. Next we had to do a self-assessment
to see where we stood in relation to their requirements. We had to institute a
program of using all green-certified cleaning products, recycled paper goods,
and environmentally friendly office products. We had to switch to all energy-
efficient compact fluorescent light bulbs. We reduced our trash pickups and
increased our recycling pickups. We developed a program to educate our guests
on what we\'re trying to do through written notices, email, and on our website.
We needed to xeriscape our flowerbeds and ornamental areas for water
conservation. We added Energy Star equipment and low flow shower heads and
toilets. We had to educate our entire staff on green practices and keep them
informed on a regular basis. We had to work with our vendors and ask for their
help. Everything needs to be documented. It\'s a lot of work, but the end
result is worth it. We want Ocean\'s Reach to be an eco-friendly lodging
destination people can feel good about staying at.\"
Construction began on Ocean\'s Reach in 1973, one year before Sanibel Island
incorporated as a city in an effort to fight back against over development.
The developer and builder was Robert Hollopeter from Lima, Ohio. Sanibel then
was not like the Sanibel of now. Modern and luxurious amenities were not
standard fare. Most units were first sold without dishwashers or phone lines.
Party lines were all that were available in those days. Early occupants of
Ocean\'s Reach recall a payphone hung on a shed between two of the buildings
where everyone would line up to make calls. They recall beach erosion so
significant that a city council member recommended moving the Ocean\'s Reach
gulf-front swimming pool behind the building so it wouldn\'t get destroyed by a
The pool never moved. The beach is now three times as wide as it was back
then. I guess predicting nature will always be an imperfect science.
Lots of things changed over the years. But the changes still reverberating
today at Ocean\'s Reach came as a result of extreme weather. In August and
September of 2004 the one-two punch of Hurricanes Charley and Frances battered
the Ocean\'s Reach complex. The water damage sustained was so extreme it
necessitated all 64 condominium units at Ocean\'s Reach to be stripped and
gutted. Appliances, furniture, cabinetry, and dry wall were all removed and
scrapped. All that remained were the cement block walls. The restoration took
sixteen months. It was almost a complete rebuild of the property.
Although the emotional and financial costs of the hurricanes were dear to
Ocean\'s Reach owners, many of them credit the horrible storms with breathing
new life into what was becoming an aging vacation resort. All of the interiors
have been restored to mint condition. The condominium units have been
modernized and redecorated. New appliances, new furniture, and new paint all
surrounded by the same old Sanibel charm.
For Dru Anne Doyle, a member of the management team at Ocean\'s Reach, the
damage from Hurricane Charley was a turning point.
\"Even though the major rebuild from Hurricane Charley was finished in 16
months, in some ways that was just the beginning, and the momentum continues
to push us even now. We\'re continuing to develop a better experience for our
owners and guests. We\'re continuing to reduce our ecological footprint and the
impact our vacation resort has on the local environment. The disaster wrought
by Hurricane Charley actually allowed us to make a series of important
decisions, decisions that put us on the path towards our successful
renovations, decisions that permitted us to make Ocean\'s Reach a shining green
example of what\'s possible for the future of ecotourism on Sanibel and Captiva
Islands. Here at Ocean\'s Reach, we strive to be hospitable hosts helping to
create unforgettable vacation memories for our guests; and we\'re also proud to
be conscientious stewards of the natural resources and beauty surrounding our
Nature\'s voice urges again. Ocean\'s Reach has done a good job listening.
The condominium I check into is a far cry from the poorly equipped units of
yesteryear. The first impression upon entering the unit is one of newness.
Sparkling appliances. A completely equipped kitchen. A laundry area with a
full sized washer and dryer. Clean paint on the walls. Fresh carpet. High-
speed wireless internet. A CD player stereo. Flat screen televisions with DVD
players in every room. I would never have guessed this place was built over
thirty years ago. There is a phone, but who needs it. Imagine what all those
guests waiting in humid lines at the legendary pay phone would have given for
the cell phone world we live in today. Then again, they may not have called as
frequently, but I bet their calls were more interesting. Technology is often a
The king sized bed in the master bedroom is comfortable and has a world class
view. Another sliding glass door opens out to the screened lanai.
The feature we\'re most enamored of is the screened lanai overlooking the
Sanibel shoreline. The sliding glass doors broadcast images of beach-front
utopia in high definition reality. Suncapped waves glisten. Children run in
high-kneed sprints through the shallow water. Sailboats glide across the
horizon, harnessing clean energy. A slow parade of beach-walkers follow the
path of water meeting land. In the distance, cumulonimbus clouds drop dark,
hulking shadows on the ocean surface, ghostly leviathans swimming beneath
bright, tropic waters. A view like this may cost you more than your monthly
cable bill, but it\'s infinitely more interesting to watch.
The wife and I change into swimming attire, grab the loud-colored body boards
from our condo, and run out to the beach. Minutes later we\'re splashing and
carousing in the salty surf like the children we wish we were more often, but
aren\'t. The ocean temperature is in the low eighties. The air temperature is
in the low nineties. An osprey makes its awe-inspiring dive into the deeper
water and emerges with a writhing fish clutched in his talons. He twists the
fish until it\'s parallel with his body, to cut down on wind resistance, and
then beats his wings and heads for the nest.
A little later on, we cook a quick lunch in the condo and unwind on the lanai
as the afternoon crawls towards evening. One at a time, the tribes of beach
dwellers disassemble their umbrellas and chairs, abandon their encampments,
and head towards leisurely island dinners. Once the beach has cleared from the
suntan and water recreation set, we take off our shoes and head outside.
The sun hangs low in the sky as the beachcombers, kitefliers, sunset watchers,
and romantics report for duty among the omnipresent shell gatherers and
fishermen. Couples and friends sit in beach chairs, drinking beers and glasses
of wine while facing one of the natural phenomena. The sun falls in one
direction. The solstice moon rises in the other. Between them both is the ebb
and flow of a full-moon tide.
We walk along the coast, listening to the breaking waves seethe and hiss as
they pound against the shore. The remnants of daytime activities litter the
beach. Sandcastles. Seaweed mosaics. Holes dug in the sand. Subconscious art,
structures derived from the fertile imaginations of children and guided by
their primal instincts. Footprints. Umbrella holes. Stray towels and swimming
goggles. Messages and love letters scribbled into the sand. All changing with
the angle of the sun, all meeting the long shadows of dusky splendor.
The messages carved onto the beach start out playful enough. One says \"Gulf of
Mexico\". Another says, \"Live Clam Farm - 49 cents each\". It has some arrows
pointing towards a bed of pastel coquina clams. As each advancing wave exposes
them, they wiggle and dig themselves back into the protective sand.
The further we walk, the more the sand graffiti begins to take on personal
significance. One reads, \"Happy to be here!!!\". The most poignant message
written into the sand says: \"STOP\". For some reason, this one word of
shoreline literature resonates within me. I follow the instructions being
given to me by the beach, and stand still for a few minutes. I stop pushing
ahead and think on what\'s important in my life. The present, this ever-
fleeting moment we\'re always within and so rarely take the time to appreciate.
I invite my wife to STOP with me. We embrace each other on the coast of the
Gulf of Mexico. We take it all in. Listening to the white noise song of the
ocean. Smelling the scent of salty, moist sand. Seeing the sunlight and
moonlight touching the water simultaneously. And feeling the touch of the
coastal breeze and each other. Completely in the moment and outside of time.
The clouds on the skyline look like a range of snow-peaked mountains, stubborn
in the summer heat. The highrise buildings of Bonita Springs and Naples
shimmer along the vanishing point of the horizon like a heat mirage. Young
vacationers pose for Facebook photos and the camera flashes on the beach
mirror the sporadic rhythm of the heat lightning overhead. A thin layer of
water on the low tide sand reflects the final vestiges of red light bleeding
from where the landscape meets the sky.
In the end, most all light is extinguished for the sake of nesting loggerhead
sea turtles and the future of their species. All that remains is the path of
moonlight on the waves, the signpost nature uses to lead the turtle hatchlings
back to their oceanic home.
The only people still on the beach are the ardent shell collectors with
flashlights and a few men fishing in the dark The laid back disposition of
Sanibel allows them to fully and fanatically embrace their passions. I
meditate on their bliss as I drift off to sleep.
The ominous rumble of morning thunder wakes me the next morning. The early
rain passes just in time for me to catch the sunrise from the beach.
On the way to the shoreline, I get sidetracked for a quick dip in the Gulf-
front swimming pool. There\'s no one else around. The warm air, pre-dawn haze,
and mixture of whispy and threatening clouds overhead grant a dreamlike
quality to the entire experience. Everything is covered in a thin layer of
moisture that begins to glint and sparkle as the first rays of sun break from
behind the clouds.
I jump out of the pool and run down to an empty beach to see what the storm
and the full moon tide has brought in. A snowy egret basks in the rising sun.
A white ibis pushes its curved orange beak into the wet sand digging for
On my short walk I\'m able to gather several lightning whelks, a few Florida
fighting conchs, a single alphabet cone, and a handful of the more prevalent,
but still aesthetic, scallop shells. I also find one of the largest intact
sand dollars I\'ve ever seen, but it\'s still alive, so I have to throw it back.
Only a few of the previous day\'s sand castles have made it through the night,
and those look battered and bruised. The holes have been filled. The shells
and seaweed scattered. All the messages have been erased from the sand. The
whim of the ocean has wiped the slate clean, the way it always does again.
By the time I\'m heading back to the condo, the early risers are out on the
beach, mostly joggers, Sanibel stoopers, and fishermen. It\'s nice to have
company, but I cherish the time I shared alone with the beach this morning.
After the sunrise excitement, I rejoin my wife in the condo, and we opt for a
lazy morning doing nothing. Outside the sliding glass doors, we watch families
lugging their umbrellas, chairs, coolers, and toys back down to the ocean\'s
edge. Patient mothers smear white sunblock on the backs of anxious children
itching to run the wide expanse of open beach and tumble in the briny sea
spray. Not far from shore, a pod of dolphins surface, exposing their dorsal
fins to the sunlight and the world. No one on the beach even notices.
Flicking through the channels, looking for a newscast, I come across a Travel
Channel show titled, \"Best Florida Beaches\". I happen to arrive at the channel
just as they\'re introducing number nine, Sanibel Island. My wife and I look at
each other in shock. What are the chances? I look at the television screen. I
look out the window. I look at the television screen again. I look out the
window again. I turn off the television screen, and take off my shoes to go
I don\'t care what number they rate Sanibel Island…I\'m just happy to be here
The lodging industry is one of Florida\'s largest commercial sectors. In 2005,
according to research conducted by VISIT FLORIDA®, 83.6 million people visited
Florida with about 50 percent of those staying in a hotel, motel or bed &
breakfast. With this many visitors, the lodging industry can have a
significant and positive impact on Florida\'s natural resources. You can do
your part by staying at a Designated Green Lodging Property during your next
vacation. If your favorite lodging establishment is not a Designated Green
Lodging destination, ask them why not.
Eric Taubert is the publisher of the Cape Coral Barometer, an online newspaper
serving Cape Coral, Fort Myers, and the Islands.
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