through your hair.

In every season of the year, Steamboat is horse country. In winter it’s a ride across a majestic white wonderland. When the snow melts and nature transitions from white to green, a myriad of its marvels – black bears, bobcats and two hundred species of birds; fields of Bellflower, Columbine and Dogtooth Violet wildflowers; and groves of aspen, pine, fir and spruce – all reveal themselves. There truly is nothing better for the inside of a man than the outside of a horse.