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Why Skirts Are Power for the Climbing Cholitas of Bolivia
In a sport of many shoulds and should nots, rules and taboos, the climbing Cholitas of Bolivia could care less what you think. The reason may lie in the word “cholita” itself. It’s originally a derogatory term stemming from the Spanish slur “cholo,” meaning mixed race or Indigenous with defamatory canine undertones. But the Indigenous Aymara women of Bolivia have chosen to reclaim and rebrand the slur. Today, there are skateboarding cholitas, fighting cholitas (wrestlers), and climbing cholitas.
Several years ago, I saw a picture of these women ice climbing in their traditional dress, their bold colors striking against the bluish white of frozen water. Climbing with crampons in a wide pleated skirt seemed like a massive challenge, though they appeared unbothered by their non-technical clothing. Considering my own challenges poking holes in the hems of the ski pants I first climbed in before acquiring gaiters or ice climbing pants, I was duly impressed. And I had questions.
How did these women manage to climb mountains and water ice in those beautiful yet bulky skirts? How did they wear harnesses with their polleras? And what led them to get into climbing in the first place?
My curiosity led me to message a leader in the movement, Cecilia Llusco, on WhatsApp. Llusco doesn’t speak English, so I texted with her using my mediocre Spanish. She told me that she established what was the first of several Cholitas Escaladoras movements in Bolivia. Soon after, I found Manuel Seoane, a Bolivian bilingual photojournalist based in La Paz, about a 45-minute drive from El Alto, where Llusco lives.
In May, Seoane met up with Llusco and a fellow cholita, Natalia Tarqui, to record an interview and film them climbing up the Bolivian peak Huayna Potosi. A decade ago, this peak was Llusco’s first summit. One day, when she can save up enough money, she hopes to finally stage a proper wedding with her husband atop the mountain, surrounded by her cholita companions.
Here, Llusco shared the moment she first began to dream of standing on a summit, the logistics of climbing in a skirt, and how climbing has changed her life for good.
Cecilia Llusco’s Story
I am the founder of the first group of cholita climbers. We are a group of Indigenous Aymara women who wear a pollera (skirt). We founded the Cholita Escaladora in 2015 because there was a lot of femicide and discrimination against women in pollera.
I was born in the Chucura Community in Murillo Province, a tourist destination. I left my hometown a long time ago, but sometimes I visit. When I was eight years old, I went to Huayna Potosi for the first time. I saw a very beautiful mountain that was all white with snow. I said, “Why can’t I climb it? How does it feel to be up there?” It became a dream I had as a child. I worked with my father then, so I did not know anything. It was just a dream.
But then I grew up and I worked as a porter. I met many women along the way working as porters, as cooks. It was not easy for us to climb a mountain. It has always been complicated to get equipment. I would have started climbing earlier, but we did not have the equipment.
In 2015, I said, “Why can’t we women climb to the top of mountains—with our clothes—and share a message of empowerment for women?”
On Establishing the Group Cholitas Escaladoras
I founded the group Cholitas with Lidia Huayllas, who is a cook in the tourism industry. We got the women together to share the dream that each one of us had.
We climbed our first mountain on December 17, 2015: Huayna Potosi (6,088m). There were 11 women. It was very beautiful to share this with them. We never imagined that we were going to be on television or in other countries.
When we were at the high camp, we received a lot of criticism from male guides, who questioned us about what we were doing on the mountain. They were saying that because of us, it was not going to snow on the mountain, or that we are going to have accidents because of our skirts.
We have received a lot of criticism and a lot of discrimination. But we have “covered our ears” and moved forward with strength. We reached the top without any problems. As 11 Indigenous women, we reached 6,088 meters. When we crowned the summit, we promised that we will not leave this achievement here. We will continue climbing more mountains. As we have conquered Huayna Potosi, we will continue conquering more mountains.
How and Why Cholitas Climb in Pollera (skirts)
I had the idea of putting the harness on the inside [of the skirts], through the seam. We pull the harness up through the top of the skirt, through the inside.
To climb an ice wall, the skirt is a bit complicated to use with crampons. We pull the front of the skirt around and over our waist, so that we don’t trip.
Of course, it was difficult at the beginning for each of us to use the crampons and the skirts, because it is not easy, as many say. But even though it is not easy, nothing is impossible for women. We can achieve anything we set our minds to. We have always managed to do everything with our clothes.
Many people think that we take our skirts off [when we climb] and put them back on at the top, but we don’t. I have been used to it since I was a child. I have already adapted to it. With the crampons, it has been a little difficult, but we have already learned it.
Now as a high mountain guide, I have much more experience moving in the skirt. People want to go climb with the cholitas climbers. For me, it is a pride to wear my dress, and to represent the Indigenous Aymara women and all women.
So we continue to wear our skirts. We don’t want to take them off for any reason.
When people ask us, “Do you have to take off your skirts to climb Everest?” I say, “We are not going to take off our skirts.”
[They ask:] “But how are you going to put them on with the down overalls?” We know how to put them on and we will never take off our skirts.
Now we are trained to handle our skirts, because on Illimani and on Huayna [Potosi], we broke many petticoats with the crampons. Suddenly, it would get caught and break. It’s a thin fabric, so it rips easily. I have destroyed two sets of skirts to get to know the mountains in Bolivia. After that, we got better [at climbing in skirts] and now we don’t break the petticoats anymore.
The Gear Crux of the Cholitas
We cholitas have never had equipment, because it is difficult to get it here in Bolivia. We have always rented the boots, the crampons, and the harness. All those things are very important in the mountains for us, but we don’t have the equipment. For myself, I have a helmet, which I got from the film [the 2019 documentary Cholitas]. The rest, we don’t have.
The boots, the crampons, the ice axes, the helmet, and the harness are the most important things that we need. Also the screws, the ATC, the rope—all that we still rent.
The Eight-Mountain Project
We made a project to climb eight mountains of more than 6,000 meters and we committed.
We were thinking about being accompanied by our husbands, since most of them are mountain guides. They also helped us learn. They were the ones who supported us and told us: You are strong and brave women. You can also conquer mountains outside the country and climb the highest mountain in South America. We were already dreaming of leaving the country, but first, we had to climb all the mountains in Bolivia.
Our second mountain was Acotango [6,052m; on the border of Bolivia and Chile]. The third mountain was Illimani [6,402m; Bolivia]. The fourth mountain was Parinacota [6,336m; on the border of Bolivia and Chile]. Then Sajama [6,542m; Bolivia]. Finally, we climbed Aconcagua [6,959m; Argentina] outside the country, which is in the documentary film called Cholitas. For recording or filming any stories, they come from outside the country. It is very sad that in Bolivia, we do not have that support.
It has been very difficult, but we have broken many barriers and we have become very empowered. Nothing and nobody is going to stop us. We are going to keep going, keep climbing more mountains.
Llusco’s Guiding Work
They [clients] contact me directly through my Instagram and tell me they want to go with me personally. As I do not have equipment, I have to rent for me and for the clients, too. Many of them do have equipment.
In Huayna Potosi or [Pequeño] Alpamayo, I usually guide alone. On Illimani, I need some help, but now I am training myself with some courses in first aid, rescue, and high-altitude mountaineering.
When I go as a guide, I do not miss [the opportunity] to train on the glacier of Huayna Potosi. The ice wall has an inclination of about 100 degrees, and it’s about 30 or 40 meters high.
“Un Sueño Más Grande”
After Aconcagua, we had a bigger dream, which is Mount Everest. That is my big dream. Someday I plan to achieve it with at least one companion, to carry the name of the group. I hope someday I can fulfill my dream.
Our goal is to climb Everest on the Nepal side in 2026. We will have a crowdfunding account so people can support us there. I have to train constantly to go to the highest mountain in the world.
This year, I have my climbing dates already planned. I have to climb the French route [up Huayna Potosi], which is the direct route. It has 450 meters of climbing with different techniques. Then I am going to climb the most difficult mountain in Bolivia—Illampu [6,368m]—in the middle of June. It is usually done in seven days, but I will do it in two days.
So that is my dream that I have—let’s say, my project.
The Next Generation of Cholitas
The new generation for us is a great joy, because the years do not pass in vain. We are getting older, so we are motivating the young girls who are now the new generation. There are also 16-year-olds and 18-year-olds, who are now coming with us and learning from us.
My daughter Camila, for example, I climbed with her when she was 13 years old. Her first mountain was the small Alpamayo [5,425m], which is a little more technical. She had learned with her father before that and now she manages very well. I would say she is better than me.
One day, we were filming with a German channel, and my little girl wanted to go. “I want to know the mountain. I want to see how they climb,” she said. She was curious, the six-year-old girl. So we took her to the glacier.
I like the young ones to come with us, so that there is a new generation and that we continue to move forward. It would be incredible for us to have a bigger group.
How Climbing Has Changed Llusco’s Life
Among the group of cholitas who have already left the country, we have left our fear on Aconcagua. Now we know how to express ourselves a little bit. Before, we were afraid to express ourselves on television. “I might speak badly,” we thought. But now we are no longer afraid.
It has also changed our family. Now, for example, in my family I say: “I am traveling. I am going to travel, I am traveling to Spain. I am going.”
Then I went to Aconcagua again. I told my husband: “I am traveling—you have to support me.” Without thinking about it, I signed up for a project for women of the world. So I said, “I have to travel and you stay with the children.”
Before it was different. It has changed my life and that of each of the cholitas as well. I have seen it, but it has been incredible, for the good of all women.
Also, because my husband is very good, thanks to him, I’ve learned many things. He understands me, he teaches me. He tells me: “Go on, good luck, enjoy yourself.” And my children also say: “Good luck, mom, good luck. You are going to bring us the medal.” And the medal, for them, is to reach the top of the mountains and to say, “Here I am. I made it.”
Watch Llusco and Another Cholita Climbing This Past May on Huayna Potosi in Bolivia
You can find more information about Llusco’s goal of climbing Everest in 2026—and how to support her and the Cholitas Escaladoras—here. The Cholitas are also looking for gear sponsors for Everest and other climbing projects.
About the photographer/videographer: Manuel Seoane is a Bolivian freelance photojournalist and hydrologist. His work has reached the final rounds in World Press Photo Contests. Since 2018, he has been part of the National Geographic Explorers program. He is a Reuters and Pulitzer Center fellow who has worked on projects with Bloomberg, The Guardian, and more publications. He studied photojournalism at DMJX in Denmark.
Last night I had made plans with Taylor to get a ride back to trail this morning around 6:30 AM. My hope is to be hiking north once again right around 7 AM. Which considering I stayed in town last night, is about as good as it’s going to get. It was hard waking up this morning because I stayed up super late last night. But I had bought myself a giant piece of raspberry cake which I ate for breakfast. That sure helped. Then Taylor drove me back to trail.
Even though I didn’t spend a ton of time in Quincy last night, that was absolutely amazing. It’s crazy how just sleeping in a bed and taking a shower can be such a major reset. Even after doing a big day and not getting much rest. It definitely feels like more of a reset than just ending the day in my tent for the night. Plus, I got to get in tons of calories last night.
Now today, I am only about 23 miles from the town of Belden. A tiny town with a general store, motel, and RV park, which the trail passes right through. And the overall structure of the day today is actually very similar to yesterday. The first 23 miles of the day there isn’t a ton of elevation gain. I think I’ll have one or two small climbs. Then I drop down 4000 feet to get into Belden. And leaving Belden I have to climb back up 4000 feet again.
The views through the Dixie burn are beautiful in their own way. You just need to change your perspective a little bit.
The morning wound up being really nice and easy. Plus the temperature was super cool. When I was in this part of Northern California in 2022 it was during a heat wave. And this area is just absolutely brutal when it’s over 100°. Because of all the damage from the Dixie burn there really isn’t a lot of coverage. So I’m incredibly grateful that this time around my experience has been the polar opposite. The temperature has been really moderate most days and even cool at times.
Yesterday it felt like there were a ton of blowdown along the trail, and I went through a good bit of fire damage. But today it was basically all fire damage all day. The entire trail is just completely burnt, and the trees are left behind like a little black toothpicks. Some sections of trail do have a good bit of new growth. But shocking other sections of the trail really don’t.
About 4 miles into the day I crossed over another major road. This is the second road where you can hitch into Quincy. And it’s the recommended road for hitching into Quincy because it’s a lot more populated than the road that I got picked up that last night. After crossing over the road, I began a very gradual climb for the next few miles. Then I was basically just up for a while riding along the ridge. Even though I was mostly just looking at burn, I did get some really beautiful views of Bucks Lake in the distance. I can only imagine what the Bucks Lake wilderness looked like prior to this fire. It must have been really beautiful.
The walking today felt a little monotonous at times. But on a bright side, it also felt like the time went by really quickly. It looked like I would be getting into Belden before 4 PM. Which was amazing because I was planning on going in and out quickly and then hopefully doing another 10–12 miles. I was also really dreading the descent into Belden. In 2022 this is where Peg Leg came to be. I was having really mild IT band problems prior to this decent. Then the trail dropped 4000 feet over 5 miles into Belden. And I think on that downhill I was going about a mile an hour.
I wound up spending a couple days at the RV park in Belden. Then somehow continued along and made it to the town of Chester. In Chester, I took another few days off for injury and eventually got everything sorted and started my road to recovery. It’s just so funny being back here where the name was born. This time around though I was pleasantly surprised by the downhill. It was graded really well and wasn’t nearly as bad as I remembered. I actually wound up enjoying it honestly.
I got down into Belden just before 4 PM and headed into the store. OutsideJay had left me a box with some resupply goodies. I also bought some cold drinks and soda. I knew it was going to be a very hot and exposed climb coming out of town. So I wanted to hydrate a bunch and also take a lot of goodies with me.
In my memory, I picture this porch covered in hikers hiding from the heat of the day. But today when I arrived, there wasn’t a soul in sight.
At this point, I was planning on potentially doing this entire upcoming climb this evening. It was about 13 miles of uphill. So I chugged a Red Bull, ate an ice cream, and got rolling. I had seen one other backpack outside of the store while I was there, but the hiker never came by. Not long after I got moving again, though, they came running up behind me. They must’ve asked the clerk about me or something like that. Because the clerk told them my name and I think they came to catch up to me.
This hikers name was Data, and our paths actually crossed earlier in the year. There was one late night where I set up my tent by a water source with one other tent nearby. Apparently next to him and his wife’s tent. The next morning when they got up, I was super apologetic about whether I might have woken them up the night before. But they said they hadn’t even heard me. Since then, his wife has gotten off trail because of a combination of things. But he’s planning on continuing to finish.
We got to talking and then fell in line together and making our way up the climb. I think sometimes it’s hard for me to hike with other people. I simultaneously crave the connection while also craving the routine that I’ve created for myself. I find it really easy to hike by myself, make big miles, and allow time to slip away. I think sometimes when I hike with other people that time also flies by quickly. And sometimes when I hike with other people, it makes it more difficult for time to go by quickly. That might not make a lot of sense, but it’s just something that I’ve thought about recently. Every instance is different.
It was nice having someone to talk to and we walked and talked for the next few hours. The climb was graded pretty well, which allowed us to keep chatting. We were basically just continuously going uphill for the entire rest of the day. Thought it was the perfect time a day and was starting to get a little cooler. We also started getting brief segments of shaded trail. As the day went on the trail would get more and more shaded as well.
An hour or two after leaving Beldon though I took a really bad fall. It was just one of those perfect falls where your foot get stuck on some thing and you’re not able to free it. But my backpack is super light right now so I’m hiking without my hip belt attached. Which means when I fell forward, my backpack basically tried to jump up and over me. Which just made for a much harder hit onto the dirt and rock covered trail.
I knew almost immediately that I was completely fine. I could tell I had definitely roughed myself up a bit, but hadn’t done any major damage. Data seemed super concerned as I sat there on the ground. But I just always need to take a minute and slowly get up on my own.
A couple days ago I took a soft fall and scraped my knee a little bit. Now this time I re-scraped the knee and had ripped all of the skin off. So that was bleeding a little bit. But it definitely didn’t hurt as bad as the time earlier this year when I fell and smashed my knee on a rock. The only other damage done was that I smashed my left hand into a rock or onto the hard ground. It was super sore pretty much right away. But considering how hard I hit the ground, that actually didn’t seem to be too much damage.
We kept moving after that and the climb just went on and on. As time went on, though, I could definitely tell that my left hand was more hurt than I’d realize. It was very clear that it wasn’t broken. I took a similar fall on the Appalachian Trail in 2023 and my right hand hit a rock so hard that it turned purple almost immediately. This was clearly not as bad as that. And that also wasn’t broken. But over the next hour or two my hand started to throb and was incredibly uncomfortable. I also basically couldn’t use my left hand at all for anything. Which meant I couldn’t take my water bottle out of my pockets or do just about anything with my hand.
As we continued up the climb, the trail crossed over a lot of water crossings. A couple of them were a little bit tricky to get across with dry feet. I had actually read someone’s comment that they wished they had just gotten their feet wet because they hurt themselves doing one of the crossings. And at one point when I was crossing one particularly easy river I made a grave error.
I stepped out onto a rock that seemed super sturdy. But it was slick like oil and I just couldn’t tell. When I actually put weight onto it, my foot immediately slipped off of it, and I fell sideways partially into the river and partially onto some rocks. Once again, it was the type of fall that I knew immediately that I was ok. Honestly, the worst part was now half of my body was wet at 7 PM.
Data was behind me and saw this happen and ran over so quick. I thought it was hilarious that this man was here to witness two of the only falls I’ve taken in the last thousand miles. He seemed so incredibly concerned when he ran up to me. But I said that I was definitely fine, just soaking wet. The only thing that I did notice right away is that I had hit my right hand on a rock when I went down. I had a couple cuts on two of my fingers from smashing into a rock. So now both of my hands were sore.
On the bright side, it was only 7 PM and we were planning on hiking until just around dark. Which meant I had plenty of time to dry out before camp. I figured I’d still be a little damp later, but definitely not as wet as I was after falling in the river. It seemed like Data was originally planning on doing a slightly shorter day. But I said I was going to go up to the top of the climb and he wanted to tag along. Sometimes it’s easier to hike later into the evening or go further when you’re hiking with somebody else.
The last couple hours of the day the trail was basically the same as it had been. The elevation gain wasn’t too bad and was just very continuous. Honestly, though, I was feeling super sore after the two falls. Both my hands were throbbing and my right knee really hurt. It was scraped open and bleeding. Neither fall was that particularly bad. But it’s always jarring and bruises you up a little bit to say the least. I was definitely excited to get to camp for the night.
We wound up grabbing water a couple miles before the end of the day. Then had the freedom to continue up to the top of the climb and camp wherever we wanted to. As we continued along, the sun began to set, and it was absolutely beautiful. Then just before it got dark, we got up to the top of the climb. The views of the sunset from up there or even better. Unfortunately, there weren’t a ton of flat spots anywhere anywhere nearby. We just kept walking and walking and hoping we would find something. But eventually we went past some mediocre spots and decided to make the most of them. It just didn’t seem like we were going to be getting a significantly better option anytime soon.
It felt really good to be done for the day to finally be able to lay down. But setting up camp was already ridiculously annoying with my bad hand. You don’t really realize how much you use both of your hands until you can’t use one of them. This is exactly what happened on the AT in 2023 when I bruised my other hand. I’m just hoping that it feels significantly better tomorrow.
Of course, though, after everything that transpired today, the possibility of taking a zero on Friday was sounding a whole lot better. And there was a slight change of plans today that made that dream seemed like a possibility. OutsideJay texted me today and asked if I wanted him to put me in touch with any Trail Angel’s from Chester. I told him that I was contemplating taking a zero on Friday but that there were no rooms available in town. He said he was on it and he would find a person to host me for the night on Friday. So it looks like I might get that zero day after all!
Inside my tent, I didn’t have the energy to do hot dinner. I just decided to eat a bunch of snacks instead. I also didn’t have service so I wasn’t able to do too much on my phone. But I got a little bit of writing and video work done before calling it a night. Thanks to doing a big mile day today, now tomorrow I’m only 31 miles out from Chester.
My plan for tomorrow is to start early and get into town as quickly as possible. I’m going to stay in a room tomorrow night, which will be nice. I’ll be able to get a bunch of writing and video work done and enjoy some privacy. Then the following day, I will hopefully be staying with someone in Chester for the night. Jay makes magic happen so I know that I don’t have to have all of the details to have faith that it will work out.
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Our journey began on July 2nd as we made our way up to Harts Pass – thank you to trail angels Ani & Tigger for the local tour and ride up from Bellevue, WA!
We checked in with Ranger Terry at the Harts Pass Ranger Station and then began the 30 mile walk to the US/Canadian border. The trail was stunning from Harts Pass -> Canadian Border – as lifelong east coasters this is our first time on the west coast and we are thrilled to be here.
On July 3rd we arrived to the northern terminus monument at 6:00 pm and hiked 3.7 miles (officially heading south now) – if we hiked this mileage every day we wouldn’t arrive to the US/Mexico border until next June!
The section from the border to Stehikin was one of our favorite parts of Washington and we are already making plans to return. Rocky and Woody Pass were one of my favorite areas. We saw lots of hummingbirds, marmots, wildflowers, and hung out with lots and lots of mosquitoes.
After the first 100 miles, our time in Washington seemed to go by quicker and quicker. We swam in endless pristine back country lakes, hiked over pass after pass, walked through old growth forests, and hiked around volcano after volcano. We stopped in the towns of Stehikin, Leavenworth, Snoqualmie Pass, White Pass, and Trout Lake and were so appreciative to those who helped us out (Right Time, WAC volunteer – helped Matt get new trail runners, Jo Ellen, and so forth).
We are taking a couple of days in Cascade Locks to rest up before heading through Oregon! We have been loving the trail and are so grateful to share this experience with one another. We are realizing just how fast this journey will go so are taking everything in as much as possible. We are thankful for all of the love and support from family, friends, and folks we’ve meet along the trail! Looking forward to Oregon and hopefully meeting up with some friends.
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Happy Trails
~Matt & Ashley
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Sunday, August 3, 2025
Located in the heart of Utah, Heber Valley is a hidden gem that offers a great mix of outdoor adventures, rich history, and family-friendly activities. Whether you’re after an adrenaline rush, a peaceful nature retreat, or a look into the region’s culture, Heber Valley has something for every traveler. Nestled between the Wasatch Mountains, the valley features stunning landscapes, charming small towns, and a range of attractions for all ages. From scenic train rides to hiking trails and from cultural venues to lakeside activities, Heber Valley is a must-visit destination in any season.
Scenic Train Rides: A Unique Experience on Heber Valley Railroad
One of the best ways to experience Heber Valley is on the Heber Valley Railroad, a heritage railway that runs year-round. The train journey through Provo Canyon offers some of the most beautiful views of the valley, including the majestic Mount Timpanogos, Cascade Mountain, and the sparkling Provo River. The ride itself is immersive; passengers can listen to the train’s whistle and take in the surrounding landscape as they relax.
For those wanting a touch of holiday magic, the Heber Valley Railroad offers special themed rides like the “Polar Express” during winter. This festive ride brings the classic holiday story to life with decorations, hot cocoa, and a visit from Santa, making it a favorite among families. Whether you enjoy breathtaking views in summer or the festive spirit in winter, the Heber Valley Railroad is a unique way to see the valley.
Outdoor Adventures: Soldier Hollow and Mirror Lake Highway
For those seeking outdoor fun, Heber Valley is a paradise. Soldier Hollow, located in the valley, offers a range of activities throughout the year. In winter, it becomes a great spot for cross-country skiing and tubing. During warmer months, it turns into a popular location for mountain biking and hiking. With its stunning views of the surrounding mountains and valleys, Soldier Hollow is perfect for outdoor enthusiasts to indulge in their favorite activities.
In addition to Soldier Hollow, Mirror Lake Highway is a scenic route that offers some of the best views in the area. This highway winds through the Wasatch Mountains and gives access to numerous alpine lakes, ideal for fishing, picnicking, or wildlife watching. The area is particularly beautiful in the fall when the leaves change colors and add vibrancy to the already picturesque landscape. Mirror Lake Highway is great for anyone wanting to experience Heber Valley’s natural beauty.
Cultural Experiences: Heber Amusement Hall and the Timpanogos Valley Theatre
Beyond its natural wonders, Heber Valley also has a rich cultural scene. One of the valley’s historic gems is the Heber Amusement Hall, a venue that has been a center for community events since 1908. The hall hosts the Timpanogos Valley Theatre, where visitors can enjoy local performances, plays, and musical productions that showcase the region’s artistic talent.
The Heber Amusement Hall reminds us of the valley’s deep-rooted history and its commitment to arts and culture. Whether you’re attending a theater production, a local concert, or a community event, the hall provides a great opportunity to engage with the local culture and enjoy the region’s creative spirit.
Family Fun: Deer Creek Reservoir and Heber City Park
Families looking for a fun day outdoors can head to Deer Creek Reservoir, located just outside of Heber City. The reservoir is popular for boating, fishing, and picnicking, offering a relaxing environment to spend a day by the water. Whether you’re renting a boat to explore the lake or just enjoying the shore, Deer Creek Reservoir is perfect for family getaways.
Heber City Park also offers plenty for families to relax and have fun. The park features playgrounds for children, sports fields for outdoor games, and walking paths for a stroll. It’s an ideal spot to spend a day with family, enjoying the fresh air and peaceful surroundings.
Conclusion: Heber Valley – A Place for Everyone
Heber Valley, Utah, is a destination that has something for everyone, regardless of interests or the season. From the scenic train rides on the Heber Valley Railroad to thrilling outdoor adventures at Soldier Hollow and Mirror Lake Highway, the valley is a year-round playground for all ages. With cultural richness found in the Heber Amusement Hall and relaxing family fun at Deer Creek Reservoir and Heber City Park, it’s clear why Heber Valley is an unforgettable destination.
Whether you seek adventure, relaxation, or a cultural experience, Heber Valley offers it all. Plan your visit today and immerse yourself in the beauty and charm of this hidden gem in Utah. With something for everyone, Heber Valley is waiting to be explored any time of the year.
(Source: Heber Valley Tourism, Heber Valley Railroad, Soldier Hollow, Mirror Lake Highway, Deer Creek Reservoir, Timpanogos Valley Theatre, Heber City Park)
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