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"Dadou floats down Powderhorn" - filmed by Suzanne Mayer  

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Last Tuesday, October 11th, we brought Dadou to his final resting place.
We left him comfortably nested on a coral reef - in crystal waters along with his sweet Shen.
Love you papa.

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I hope you enjoy this collection of photos and short videos celebrating the life of Dadou.

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I hope you enjoy this collection of photos and short videos celebrating the life of Dadou.

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Many thanks to all who participated in this project.
- Especially Fabrice, Suzanne, and Sonja for the great videos!

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Dadou's Flower Ceremony in Pu'ohonua O Honaunau, Hawaii. Filmed by Suzani Gierman - Mahalo

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Dadou's flower ceremony at Pu'ohonua O Honaunau August 18th, 2022

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Dadou's flower ceremony at Pu'ohonua O Honaunau August 18th, 2022

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Dadou's Flower Ceremony in Pu'ohonua O Honaunau, Hawaii

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We look forward to celebrating his life with a special service - perhaps next winter - where all of you will be invited. More details coming soon.

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We look forward to celebrating his life with a special service - perhaps next winter - where all of you will be invited. More details coming soon.

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A small pod - a family unit of Dolphins - swimming freely in the Pacific ocean. Photo by Christian Mayer at Dadou's favorite beach on Kona. Aloha. ❤🙏 🌊🐬

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For those of you wishing to buy flowers - we ask that in lieu of flowers please consider donating to the Dolphin Project in celebration of my father's life.

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For those of you wishing to buy flowers - we ask that in lieu of flowers please consider donating to the Dolphin Project in celebration of my father's life.

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Dadou loved dolphins. Swimming with them - free from captivity - is one of the most incredible and phenomenal things I have ever done; and will remain one of my greatest memories I have with my papa. Many years ago I met Ric O'Barry, who had an enormous impact on my life. You might remember him as the star of the early TV series: Flipper. But since those days, Ric O'Barry has become one of the foremost activists campaigning for and facilitating the end of dolphins in captivity. Dolphins typically swim over 50 miles a day in the open oceans. Reducing these highly intelligent, sociable, friendly beings to a life of captivity in a swimming pool, doing tricks for dead fish rewards - is really really awful.

Please consider donating to this worthy cause by clicking on the link below.
https://dolphinproject.kindful.com/?campaign=1040708

Instructions: on the second page, after submitting the amount to be donated, Please enter Dadou Mayer as the recipient, Then choose "in celebration of" or "in memory of" from the drop-down menu.

If you would prefer writing a check, please make it with a note that the donation is in Dadou's memory, and send it to:

Ric O’Barry’s Dolphin Project
ATTN: Giving Department
171 Pier Ave. #234
Santa Monica, CA 90405

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My Papa was a very strong influence in my life. Even though we had some rough times, he was always there for me. He showed me the way to good and happier ways. We shared getting to know ourselves, learned how to ask ourselves the difficult questions and look for what works for you and what doesn’t. By showing me forgiveness, it showed me the way to a happier place in my soul. I am beyond grateful for our personal connections, and his wise teachings. The taste of freedom and love will forever be etched with your all encompassing love and gusto for life. Until we meet again on the other side of the rainbow always, your ❤️ Sonja

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What is life?   Why are we here?
My papa taught me this:
- Enjoy the ride.
- Make sports a passion that motivates you and those around you.
- Smile a lot.
- Show up; pay attention, tell the truth - try not to have expectations.
- Savor the nature and natural beauty that we are blessed with on this wonderful planet.

I love you papa ❤️ Je t'aime fort!

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Dadou my dad in pictures

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While it’s hard to put one single title or descriptor on the relationship that Dadou and I shared, I think “adult playmates” would come the closest. We played tennis together; we skied together (well, on the rare occasion he took it easy on me and I was able to keep up with him!); we cooked together; we snorkeled, swam and waded in the Pacific and Atlantic Oceans, the Mediterranean Sea, and Gulf of Mexico. We played games, such as Words with Friends (yep, we helped each other against all opponents!), Cribbage and PokémonGo.  We laughed (and laughed and laughed). We enjoyed driving around the Big Island to visit its amazing variety of sites and places. As we drove, we often listened to music, and we both loved the music of Israel Kamakawiwo’ola. That's why you will hear several of our favorites featured in these posts.  Our many trips to Hilo were always an adventure.  A version of an old song that we recently heard on KAPA Radio, and immediately loved, is sung by Sistah Robi Kahakalau, who lives in Hilo:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sg0iUtiytYU

I count it a great honor to have shared the last 8 and a half years of his life.  He was a tremendous teacher and mentor to those around him, including me.  He helped me improve my own skiing, taught me to be a better ski instructor, and he inspired me to live life better.  Mahalo nui loa, babe.  A hui ho.

Love,
Jenny

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Dadou and I had 25 wonderful years of marriage. They were the best years of my life. "Best" in every way: he was my only true love.
Those years were full of energy and  kindness one can imagine, and the most productive time of our lives.
We had 3 wonderful children. We tried to bring them up in the traditional European way. They were bonding with nature and sports while speaking 3 languages, getting to know our European heritages, and showing them 'the world'.
Those were also the years we created the Hotel Edelweiss and its wonderful reputation. "Love" expressed in its own way, in what we were doing. He was the charming ski instructor, hotelier, and most of all loving father of his family.

25 wonderful years together !!!

It was hard for me to leave them behind and accept life's turn, keeping it in memory only.
But now we are bonded forever. ILSE

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Dadou loved skiing.  He would study all summer to learn the new styles of skiing.  He spent days reading articles and watching videos to learn everything new. The next winter he practiced turning until he mad his turns perfect.  He loved teaching the new style of skiing to everyone, and he was a great teacher!  Every year the style changed and he was up for the challenge every time.

Dadou and I were sitting on a wall in Kialua watching the waves and I asked him how long would he keep skiing?  He was always joking with me, but this time he got serious, his eyes opened wide and he said “I love skiing, skiing is my life.  I ski till I die.”  I feel bad that these last two seasons he didn't get to ski, but he always asked me to make a turn for him.  Then he would laugh and say “never mind, you can't do it right” then he would giggle some more.

Often we would talk about racing and again his eyes would light up.  I asked why he never raced the Taos Marathon? He said he doesn't compete against his brother, that it was his race.  I always respected him for that and so much more.  Dadou and Jean were so very close.  Dadou always spoke so kindly about his big brother.  He also spoke about how is big brother always took care of him.

He always cared about the safety of his racers.  We were racing in Salida, and I was 3rd to the last, to run.  He went up to the start and told me that I shouldn't race.  There were rocks and stumps on the course in the middle of the gates.  I told him I had to race, so he said be careful and turn high, stay out of the middle of the gates. I had a terrific run, I was so fast I beat everyone by 10 seconds.  The timer said no one could be that fast, so the timers added a minute to my time.  All my friends asked if I went out of the course, I told them no, I had a good run. I told Dadou I wanted a re-run and he wouldn't let me.  He said I was lucky once and it was too dangerous so no re-run.

Another time he took the racing team to Aspen for a race.  They were on their way back outside of Glenwood Springs in the canyon, an officer was behind him, and Dadou barely crossed the center line so the officer pulled him over and gave him a ticket.  The officer told him he had to be in court the next day.  Dadou told him he had to take the kids back to Taos, but he would come back.  The officer made him leave some collateral and went for his skis.  Dadou got in front of him and said “I make my living with my skis and you can't touch them.” So he ended up giving the officer his Rolex watch as collateral.  He ended up driving them all the way back to Taos and back to Glenwood the next day.

Dadou was a prankster and loved teasing.  He always loved teasing Albert and I about “being fat”.

One day, Jen, Albert and I were having lunch at the St. Bernard, and he came to visit us at lunch.  He looked at Albert and said “well you're looking good, did you loose weight?”  Albert felt so good about that.  We visited for a while, and Dadou had to leave for a lesson, he took a few steps away, and came back.  He put his arm on Albert's shoulder, and told him that he was joking and that he was still fat. He started laughing and walked away.

Dadou told me many other stories about growing up.  One of them was, he didn't like school so he always played hookie.  Mostly to go fishing.  He said he had a special fishing hole that he would always go to.  One day he played hookie and was so excited to go fishing at his favorite fishing hole.  He turned the corner and his dad was there!  He said he had to back up very quietly.  Then with a big smile he looked at me and said “Close Call!”  He always loved fishing at the little river by the ski area.

Among other things, he loved to play tennis.  As always he excelled in Tennis, just like anything he did.  He always played a great game, but if he got in trouble he would hit his famous lob.  He had that down to an art.   He was also a terrific biker.  He was really strong riding up mountains.

He loved snorkeling and being around dolphins.  He respected the dolphins and kept his distance.  The first time I snorkeled with him, a dolphin swam up to me and stayed there about 15 seconds then swam next to me while pushing water against me.  It then stopped 90 degrees to me and stayed there checking me out, then swam away.  I really wanted to pet it, but knew I shouldn't.  Dadou took some pictures of the encounter, but they came out blurry because he was too far away. When we got in the boat, he hit me in the chest, and asked why don't the dolphins come to him like that?  I told him, the only reason I could figure was that he wasn't a nice person.  He then told me he saw a whale in the water, (the whale being me), and he started laughing.  He got me again, that prankster.

There are many other stories about Dadou, especially how he loved teasing and joking with everyone.  These were only a few of my special ones.  We loved each other as brothers, and I always appreciated how special he was, and how he always treated me.  I close my eyes and I see him smiling at me, saying “my pacito”.  I will never forget our special memories and the bond we shared.

For my brother Dadou.

Love,

Paco (your Pacito)

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My Papy !
I’ll always remember you as a charismatic grandpa ! Always making silly jokes, making people laugh …
Never losing track of how many dates I had haha !

I’m so happy I got to see you one last time in one of the most beautiful places in the world 😍
Surrounded by dolphins, geckos, wonderful landscapes …

I love you Papy, thank you for everything you brought to me, to us family.
Never forget you ❤️❤️

Je t’aime mon papi ❤️💞
Ton Trésor 🥰

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Hi I’m Emyline Mayer ( Christian Mayer’s daughter). I was really affected of my papi’s death, especially since he died on my birthday ( France hours ). Anyhow I’m still doing my grief. But two days ago I was doing my homework ( I’m 12 ) and I noticed my “Taos New Mexico” box and it made me think of him, so I made a little shrine for him and I wanted to share it to you guys ! Well that’s it thank youuu ❤️❤️

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How can I possibly find the right words to express what Dadou meant not just to me but to those he coached. I reached out to friends who’d been on the ski team with me. The descriptions resonate with what I feel in my heart. Here are just a few of the comments I received.

“He treated us all as if we were Olympic caliber racers.”

“He treated us like we were a part of his family.”

“The best memories of my childhood were racing for him.”

“He always had a smile on his face when he was skiing.”

This story is from Barbie Lomax Turiciano. I’ve included it here because paraphrasing it wouldn’t do it justice.

“Speed, my hair was blowing under my hat. He was right before me, and I wanted to pass him.
A full tuck down Rubenzahl and Dadou was my mark. I still see the quick turn of his head, a glance, and his devilish smile.
I stayed on his tail from top to bottom. It was one of the best days of my ski racing career.
When the team gathered to ride the chair lift, he turned to me and asked me to ride with him.
On that lift ride, he told me to embrace my thunder thighs.
Use the power and gift of my body type. He knew how to light a spark and ignite a flame.
From that day forward, I searched for speed.
Dadou discovered the strengths and weaknesses of every person who ski-raced for him.
He taught us life skills and made every one of us feel special.
To teach is to touch a life forever; Dadou did just that!”

When Dadou asked you to ride the chair with him it was always special. Sometimes it was inspiring, like in Barbie’s story. Sometimes it was because we needed a little attitude adjustment. I got the latter.

Dadou had lectured me about taking care of my skis. I hated melting petex over the gouges and then scraping them. So I brokered a deal with Paul and Phil André. I baked them a loaf of banana bread every week and they took care of my skis. It was a beautiful arrangement. Until the day I was asked to ride the chair with Dadou.

I remember the excitement of that special request. And it started out great. He commented that he noticed that my skis were in good shape. I felt so clever. But I quickly realized, that I received that special request so he could lecture me about responsibility for my own equipment. It was a good lecture too—all the way up Al’s run. It was also the end of a beautiful deal.

Dadou had a knack for saying the right thing in the right moment. He teased with us often, gave us an occasional attitude check, and consoled us in those moments when being a teenager was just too hard. Above all he always, always, encouraged us to be our best selves.

I’ve always said that we’d ski off a cliff for him and there is a lot of truth to that statement. We knew he’d never ask us to do something we couldn’t do. In fact, I think we were the original Taos Ski Valley pond skimmers. Back in the seventies we had summer racing camp because—believe it or not—there was enough snow on the backside in June. One year on the last day of camp Dadou and Mark Wilson challenged us to ski across a pond. I don’t remember who made it across without plunging into the ice-cold water, but I remember I only made it half-way. It was one of the coolest things I’ve done. Literally. Would I do it again? NO! But I did it because he challenged me to.

His love for skiing and the sport was contagious. He was everything good about skiing and racing. He was our friend and mentor on and off the slopes. We love you, Dadou. You remain always in our hearts. As I speed down the mountain, I’m sure I’ll hear that beautiful French accent riding the wind, yelling, “Aller! Aller! Aller!”

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I skied with Dadou every year from from 1982, or 83 until the Mountain closed in March of 2020 because of the Pandemic….and Dadou always accepted all the friends I brought to Taos, if they knew how to put on their skis. He was so generous and patient with everyone…..except with me!!

His first words when I arrived at the St. Bernhard to meet him were not Hi or Welcome; but:
„I told you last year to get rid of your Ski Jacket full of Duck Tape“ or „still the same cheap skis“ …..but then a big hug and we had another great  ski week with the most complicated exercises to apparently improve our technique! „Put your uphill ski perpendicular to your downhill ski and edge…..“. On day three we either gave up mentally or improved. He was FUN, always well prepared for his lessons and ready to challenge Jean‘s class when met on the mountain.

For years my close friends Liz and Newlin Hastings and Bob Teitge also „endured“ his teaching!

A great Person, great Friend and the best Ambassador and Teacher for and in Taos! I really miss him and thank him for everything!

Hansjörg Wyss.

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Dadou is the 1st person I met when I got to TSV--he was selling a pair of K2 skis to a buddy I arrived with.  Over the years we became friends and I eventually began a little ski tuning shop at the Hotel--first at the little bench in the corner called Caesar's Palace that you passed on the way to the kitchen.  Then in the little shack behind the Hotel.  As I transitioned into full-time photography, I remained a part of the Hotel Edelweiss Family as my developing scene was based out of the basement of the newer part of the Hotel.  Indeed, I was also part of the construction crew that built that part of the Hotel.  I remained in the Edelweiss for a few years after Dadou and Ilse decided to sell the Hotel.  Many times with Dadou and the whole family are well-etched in my memories of life in TSV.  Dadou and I continued on as we produced a number of technical ski articles, especially for Snow Country Magazine; we always had a blast doing this stuff together.  Many years ago when we'd encounter each other on our road bikes, I would yell at him--"Allez!!  Circulez!!  Vous voyez?  Vous jenez les voitures!!"  That became our salutation on the mountain over the years as well whenever we'd pass by one another--even though it was a reference to riding a bicycle.  It never failed...we always called out to each other while skiing..."Allez!!  Circulez!!"  So, yes...Dadou...a great life, lived well.  And we will all miss you so much.  "Allez!!  Circulez!!''  Love, Ken Gallard

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Dadou is the 1st person I met when I got to TSV--he was selling a pair of K2 skis to a buddy I arrived with.  Over the years we became friends and I eventually began a little ski tuning shop at the Hotel--first at the little bench in the corner called Caesar's Palace that you passed on the way to the kitchen.  Then in the little shack behind the Hotel.  As I transitioned into full-time photography, I remained a part of the Hotel Edelweiss Family as my developing scene was based out of the basement of the newer part of the Hotel.  Indeed, I was also part of the construction crew that built that part of the Hotel.  I remained in the Edelweiss for a few years after Dadou and Ilse decided to sell the Hotel.  Many times with Dadou and the whole family are well-etched in my memories of life in TSV.  Dadou and I continued on as we produced a number of technical ski articles, especially for Snow Country Magazine; we always had a blast doing this stuff together.  Many years ago when we'd encounter each other on our road bikes, I would yell at him--"Allez!!  Circulez!!  Vous voyez?  Vous jenez les voitures!!"  That became our salutation on the mountain over the years as well whenever we'd pass by one another--even though it was a reference to riding a bicycle.  It never failed...we always called out to each other while skiing..."Allez!!  Circulez!!"  So, yes...Dadou...a great life, lived well.  And we will all miss you so much.  "Allez!!  Circulez!!''  Love, Ken Gallard

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We will NEVER forget you!  Julie and Gary Gittings

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We will NEVER forget you!  Julie and Gary Gittings

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I am honored to be one of the many Dadou touched on and off the slopes. A true Taos legend where the bar is high. RIP.

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I was blessed to meet the Mayer Family coming to ski as a young girl circa 1975 with my dad, from Chicago. My dad picked Taos because of it's "European" style. His parents were immigrants from Germany.
We came each year for Ski School Week. Stayed at the Edleweiss, and dinner at the St. Bernard. It was heaven!
Words can't describe the impression Dadou, Ilse, Jean, their children and the "extended family" of Taos Ski Valley, made on me.
I remember Martini Trees! I remember being in the ski school with Max as my teacher each year for many years. I remember Ernie, and the ambiance of it all!
I was so entranced by the Mayer family that when I was out of college,  we were invited to come work for Dadou and Ilse, first as a hostess, complete with Dirndle from Germany! ...and later as the manager of the fateful Twining Condos. I did a poor job, as I was pregnant with my first child. Dadou and Ilse got us Steve White's cabin just down from the entrance to TSV. What a time is was!!
I skied for many years and love my life in Taos, and credit it to the beauty and charm that Dadou and family had shown me over the years. ( 39 years this Fall)
Although I haven't downhill skied in a long time, a few years back I began coming to the St. Bernard one night each Winter (filet mignon night!!). I wanted to see Jean and Dadou and delight in it all! Everytime I walked into the St. B, it was like a time warp. NOTHING had changed! Although Dadou was now helping serve, as was Jean's beautiful daughter. I was always greeted with the warmest of hugs. The last time I came up, Jean was not feeling well, but still managed to give me a big hug. Dadou, Jean and I talked about "old times". I insisted on this photos of us, and I'm glad I did! I left feeling full, on every level. No words can really express my love and appreciation. I'm tearing up just writing this. Thank you! Thank you! Merci for all you gave to me. You changed my life forever. Love, Kim Treiber

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Dadou and Forrest having margaritas at the St. B.  

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Dadou placed a lost and found notice on Forrest's back. Always a prankster.

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The Boyd Family (including Joneses and Charltons) knew and loved Dadou for many years.  Forrest, Molly, Dana, Lee, and Kacy skied with him for the last 12 years or so.   Many tricks, jokes, and silliness took place throughout our 45 year history at the St. Bernard. 

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The Boyd Family (including Joneses and Charltons) knew and loved Dadou for many years.  Forrest, Molly, Dana, Lee, and Kacy skied with him for the last 12 years or so.   Many tricks, jokes, and silliness took place throughout our 45 year history at the St. Bernard. 

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I spend a month with you, my great uncle from the states, living in Hawaï during summer.  I didn't know what to expect, of course I saw you and Jean before, in France and Taos. You welcomed me with open arms, and in the end it is not only a great uncle that I left but also a friend.

Merci pour cet accueil, cette chaleur et cet humour! Je n’oublierai jamais ces moments, la nage avec les dauphins, ta manière de couper les ananas, les promenades avec Shen !  Je suis heureux d'avoir eu la chance de te revoir en 2018 lorsque tu es venu à Nice.
Plein d'amour.
Guillaume

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It’s with great sorrow that I say goodbye to Dadou. Every interaction I ever had with him was positive and uplifting. He vibrated with the energy of love, enthusiasm and inclusion.
I feel blessed to have experienced his company.
Happy fluffy powder trails Dadou!

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“He vibrated with love, enthusiasm and inclusion “ Happy fluffy trails Dadou!

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Dadou and I played tennis at lunchtime twice a week for several years.  We usually split sets and the competition was fierce. He could not understand how I could beat him when my form was so terrible,  but after a match we always laughed and smiled because it was so much fun.  Charlie

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Dadou and I played tennis at lunchtime twice a week for several years.  We usually split sets and the competition was fierce. He could not understand how I could beat him when my form was so terrible,  but after a match we always laughed and smiled because it was so much fun.  Charlie

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Charlie

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First , I’m so sorry for your loss , I have very vivid memories of Dadou and Jean…Dadou  married us in 2013 ! Such great memories were had there in Taos, it’s where I taught skiing for several years and enjoyed learning from Jean and Dadou. Taos is where my husband I first met and we wanted Dadou to perform our ceremony.Gabrielle and David Elliott and my son Robert

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First , I’m so sorry for your loss , I have very vivid memories of Dadou and Jean…Dadou  married us in 2013 ! Such great memories were had there in Taos, it’s where I taught skiing for several years and enjoyed learning from Jean and Dadou. Taos is where my husband I first met and we wanted Dadou to perform our ceremony.Gabrielle and David Elliott and my son Robert

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He was a love, he took me over the hill to the basin, and taught me to ski the bumps. Cheery and spry, a helluva guy!

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He was a love, he took me over the hill to the basin, and taught me to ski the bumps. Cheery and spry, a helluva guy!

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My relationship with both the Mayer “boys” was unique and special. Each with their particular sense of humor and constant competing with one another was always amazing and charming to behold. Their greatest gifts to me were all of the children whom I shall cherish forever!
The sweetest of turns with dearest JeanMarie Mon ami…
💜

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Dadou was a good friend and the greatest instructor. We had so much fun together. And he had tremendous patience with me. I would all of a sudden freeze in the middle of a run and step down the rest of the way and he would encourage me to start a turn and ski down which I did at times….or not. Rest In Peace ☮️ my friend 

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Dadou was a good friend and the greatest instructor. We had so much fun together. And he had tremendous patience with me. I would all of a sudden freeze in the middle of a run and step down the rest of the way and he would encourage me to start a turn and ski down which I did at times….or not. Rest In Peace ☮️ my friend 

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An Dadaou kann ich mich leider kaum erinnern, höchstens aus Kindertagen.
Ich weiss jedoch, dass er die Schweiz und deren Berge auch gerne mochte. Deshalb ein Bild als letzten Gruss von den Schweizer Bergen.
Unsere Familie ist mit Ilse verwandt. Und in den 70ern waren Sie bei uns in Oetwil zu Besuch, die ganze Familie mit meinen Cousinen und meinem Cousin. Das war eine Riesengaudi.
Jedenfalls wünschen wir Dadou eine letzte gute Reise.
Liebe Grüsse von Euren Verwandten aus Switzerland
Eva & Andreas

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Dadou greeted the world with a smile.  He was a delight to work for and a dear friend, a prince among men.  So fortunate to have known him for 50 years!  The world is an emptier place without him.  

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Dadou greeted the world with a smile.  He was a delight to work for and a dear friend, a prince among men.  So fortunate to have known him for 50 years!  The world is an emptier place without him.  

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The world is emptier without this amazing man.  Anyone who knew him will feel sadness at his loss.  He was a lovely human being.  Linda Gamlen

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The world is emptier without this amazing man.  Anyone who knew him will feel sadness at his loss.  He was a lovely human being.  Linda Gamlen

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Dadou was my favorite.  I always felt like i needed to pay attention.  Something profound.  Something profoundly funny.  

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Dadou was my favorite.  I always felt like i needed to pay attention.  Something profound.  Something profoundly funny.  

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I had the honor and immense pleasure of taking few lessons w Dadou
His way of teaching and explaining  different techniques was so unique and so extremely helpful, but also very calming and zen like
What a great instructor, what a great person
I am so grateful to have known Dadou and to have enjoyed his company

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Every person who experienced Dadou’s warmth and intensity for life will miss his presence in Taos.

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Aloha Dadou.. Good bless
Thanks for the memories and all the wonderful years at the Saint Bernard. Like your brother you made the experience magical and heavenly
Ski the pearly slopes and say aloha to Jean
KaleiCadinha ( Hawaii no ka oi)

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He was hilarious, hard working, and very smart.  He was loyal and loved his family profoundly. In addition to giving me coffee, he gave me many wry comments and jokes, too.  I loved seeing him when we'd go to Taos.  I'm so thankful to have known him. Love and peace, Margie Gaudin

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He was hilarious, hard working, and very smart.  He was loyal and loved his family profoundly. In addition to giving me coffee, he gave me many wry comments and jokes, too.  I loved seeing him when we'd go to Taos.  I'm so thankful to have known him. Love and peace, Margie Gaudin

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Dadou and Jean.  both the brothers were superlative in every way.  with Dadou no longer here with us, it is the end of an era.  Dadou you will be sorely missed.  You were one of the greatest!  Leni and Bill Haffner

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Dadou and Jean.  both the brothers were superlative in every way.  with Dadou no longer here with us, it is the end of an era.  Dadou you will be sorely missed.  You were one of the greatest!  Leni and Bill Haffner

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Dadou and Jean made the St. Bernard meals memorable.

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What a wonderful man a tremendous loss to the st b family and the whole community 

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What a wonderful man a tremendous loss to the st b family and the whole community 

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His grace and humor alway present and was always so appreciative of our support and love of taos

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We were fortunate to meet Dadou and stay at the St. Bernard the very last week before Covid shut it all down. We loved seeing him bringing out the delicious breakfast in the morning; proud, serious, and yet full of fun. Our deepest condolences to all Dadou's family and friends. -Philip and Carolyn Holmes

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We were fortunate to meet Dadou and stay at the St. Bernard the very last week before Covid shut it all down. We loved seeing him bringing out the delicious breakfast in the morning; proud, serious, and yet full of fun. Our deepest condolences to all Dadou's family and friends. -Philip and Carolyn Holmes

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We have many wonderful memories from our 30+ years at Taos and the St. B, including the marvelous interplay between Jean and Dadou.  We all know Jean’s presentation of dinners, starting with “Qu’est ce que c’est?”, followed by an exquisite discussion of the evening’s repast!  At one dinner a few years ago, Dadou was presenting the dinner.  Jean walked over and imitated Dadou’s “exquisite” presentation: “Tonight, you have meat, potatoes and vegetables. Enjoy!”  I pretty much spit out my wine over that dig. Hilarious! Dadou (and Jean), you will forever be in our hearts.  Que la paix soit avec toi, mon ami.

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We have many wonderful memories from our 30+ years at Taos and the St. B, including the marvelous interplay between Jean and Dadou.  We all know Jean’s presentation of dinners, starting with “Qu’est ce que c’est?”, followed by an exquisite discussion of the evening’s repast!  At one dinner a few years ago, Dadou was presenting the dinner.  Jean walked over and imitated Dadou’s “exquisite” presentation: “Tonight, you have meat, potatoes and vegetables. Enjoy!”  I pretty much spit out my wine over that dig. Hilarious! Dadou (and Jean), you will forever be in our hearts.  Que la paix soit avec toi, mon ami.

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Clint & Nancy Gilbert

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Running down Porky, yelling at me to lead with my toe. Did I get that right, mon ami?
Russ Gardner

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Taos will not be the same without you and Jean.

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Taos will not be the same without you and Jean.

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We will miss Dadou. The end of an era

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I sometimes still hear Dadou’s voice in my head when I’m skiing moguls: “You can turn three times on the ridge of one mogul!” One time going up a chair with Jean we saw a set of perfectly railed tracks in the snow. Jean marveled at them, realized that they weren’t his, and declared, “must be Dadou.” RIP dude. - Kirk Lilley klil@comcast.net

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We are: Roger and Joretta Kittelson.

We will never forget our introductions to both Sean and Dadou.  My wife and I made our first ski trip to the Rocky Mountains in 1966.  Neither of us had ever had a lesson before this.  It was a one week package including ski lessons everyday.  They had us ski about 50 yards to determine our class level.  Jo was lucky enough to be assigned to Dadou's intermediate class.  He was such a classy and patient instructor that she never forgot him.   We have been skiing at Taos Ski Valley ever since.  We were sorry we waited so long to get ski lessons from the Mayer brothers.  We were last fortunate enough to talk with Dadou at the St. Bernard the same week the Covid-19 virus forced the ski are to close.

RIP, Jo and Rog

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The only thing better than that first cup of coffee while sitting around the fire at the St. B was seeing Dadou’s smile and zest for life first thing!  A wonderful man with a big heart.  You will be missed by many, my friend.  Peace be with you and your family.

Clint & Nancy Gilbert

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I had been skiing two to three weeks a year with Dadou for over 15 years, a fantastic experience. His stories, his wit was great, the skiing without comparison. What I learned with him has no equal, much more to learn however my experience with him will accompany me for the rest of my life.

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Dadou hired me to work at the edelweiss kitchen in about 1986-87. He took a chance on me since I had no kitchen experience. He taught me responsibility, kindness, how to make hollandaise sauce and croissants. He was good to me when I needed a job. I will always be grateful to him and remember him very fondly. Julie Jacobs

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Dadou and his brother Jean skied with  unmistakable style. They flowed, caressed and made love with the mountain.  Their generous spirits will always be a part of Taos Ski Valley. It is now up to all of the lucky ones who felt this energy to take it into the future.  We will continue to ski together.  Thank you Mayer brothers.

With Love,
John Humphries
Ophir, Colorado

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Over the years in TSV, having partaken vigorously in lessons, their dining rooms and of course, the bar, I came to know Dadou and Jean as men of mirth and mischief.
One day, on lower Stauffenberg, I blew out of both skis and launched off among the trees, landing unharmed several feet down the slope. As I was climbing out, gathering my goggles, touque, poles etc. Dadou appeared over the ledge.
Was he checking if I was ok?, Was he going to offer assistance?
"What kind of bindings do you have?" he asked.
Marker...
He smiled, nodding knowingly...."Ahhh! " he shrugged, then skied away.
Many fond remembrances
Bob Wilkinson

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It is sad to see another bastion of The Saint Bernard pass away. Dadou always made our weekly stays at the St. Bernard more enjoyable. We will miss his spirit and love for the mountains and  the St. Bernard. We know that the memories we all have of Dadou will live on with us in our hearts and minds. Our sincere condolences to his family.

Mickey and Sandy Alpert

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*Dadou, you made us all eat your breakfast salad and plenty of eggs. My children did not dare tell you no.
*You would adjust your hearing aide to tune me out when visiting our dinner table, but would always greet me with a kiss. 😘

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Spent my whole life at the St. B. Literally. My Mom was there with me in the belly and then I spent 40+ years either going with her or then going solo because Jean always knew how important it was for me to be there. The last few years with Jean taking a step back Dadou who had known me on and off for my whole life really stepped in and stepped up. We became very close over the last few winters when the St. B was open and I will always cherish that time and our conversations as well as the turns we took on the mountain when he would have me join his class for a run or 2. I miss with Dadou. Almost seems too much to lose him, Jean, and the St B all in span of a few years. Sending all my love to my extended St. B family as well as all the Mayer's.

--Jeremy Platt

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Dadou was always smiling. A gift to know him. He will be greatly missed and in spirit always a part of the mountain, like his brother Jean Marie.
The Joy was contagious. Thank you!

Cindy Stone

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Poetry in motion; subject of many fond memories. A wonderful life of flight and grace.
Ted Schooley

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What energy and enthusiasm for life!   And how much I turned to Dadou and Ilse and their children as role models while I raised my two boys in the Ski Valley.

Dadou and I shared many hours together on the slopes and on the tennis court.  We enjoyed many adventures windsurfing from Florida to Mexico and especially Maui.  When he planned to build on the Big Island, he invited me to come help with the project.  There were problems with getting the building permit so there was very little for us to do except move some rocks on the property and pick some fruit.  So we spent the next three weeks playing tennis, hiking, and going to his favorite beach where he introduced me to his dolphins.  On a hike one day while taking a break for water, he turned to me and announced that I needed to learn how to walk.  I was indignant and explained that I had been doing a pretty good job of walking since about the age of one.  For half an hour we sat and discussed the mechanics of putting one foot in front of the other and analyzed the patterns of movement as one does so.  While he was always a fine teacher he was a more amazing learner willing to question and challenge conventional wisdom.   I will greatly miss my friend and like to think of him swimming off his favorite beach with his dolphins.
Tony Bryan

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He left a hole in the fabric of the world as we knew it.  He'll be missed by anyone who experienced his smile, his warmth, his sense of humor, his generosity, and his kindness.  Working for him was a delight.  So sad, knowing that I'll never again bask in his sunshine.  L. Gamlen

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He left a hole in the fabric of the world as we knew it.  He'll be missed by anyone who experienced his smile, his warmth, his sense of humor, his generosity, and his kindness.  Working for him was a delight.  So sad, knowing that I'll never again bask in his sunshine.  L. Gamlen

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Tony Bryan told me that Dadou had departed. I'll pass along this sad news to my father, Weems. For the many years that I visited Weems in Taos (before finally moving there), I wanted so badly to be one of the Ski Valley kids. Although I was made to feel welcome, I knew my status was quasi at best. I recall with great clarity, however, how Dadou (and Jean) both treated me like a local kid; that meant the world to me. Oh, also, I would be remiss if I failed to mention that for many of my younger years I didn't know that Hollandaise Sauce existed outside of the Edelweiss. I called it Dadou sauce. Love to all the Mayers. Dylan Westfeldt

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Tony Bryan told me that Dadou had departed. I'll pass along this sad news to my father, Weems. For the many years that I visited Weems in Taos (before finally moving there), I wanted so badly to be one of the Ski Valley kids. Although I was made to feel welcome, I knew my status was quasi at best. I recall with great clarity, however, how Dadou (and Jean) both treated me like a local kid; that meant the world to me. Oh, also, I would be remiss if I failed to mention that for many of my younger years I didn't know that Hollandaise Sauce existed outside of the Edelweiss. I called it Dadou sauce. Love to all the Mayers. Dylan Westfeldt

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Some stories about Dadou…..

One year during the Christmas holidays our family was invited to stay with Dadou, Ilse Suzanne and Christian in their home upstairs in the original Edelweiss. As was customary, we had breakfast every morning with guests downstairs in the dining room. My mother, Carolyn Church, was not really a morning person and ate very simple breakfasts of toast, coffee and juice struggled with the wonderful full breakfasts that were served each day. By about day 3, she asked the server if she could just have a simple hard-boiled egg without anything else. Soon after, there server returned with a plate with a bowl on it and inside the bowl was a soft-boiled egg with the words, “Good morning, you old Grouch!” Much laughter followed and that was just one of the many fun banters between my mother and Dadou. She even made herself an apron with that saying stitched on it which she wore with pride, especially anytime Dadou was at her home.

One of Dadou’s favorite things my mother made was Cow’s tongue. Mother often made it for a weekend of ski racing when the best we could do for lunch was a piece of bologna, a slice ofAmerican cheese, and nothing else between 2 pieces of gummy Wonder bread! Dadou loved the cooked tongue for his sandwiches and always said it reminded him of French kissing!

Dadou put up with a lot of girls on his ski team and when we would be running gates for training he would get somewhat frustrated with us because he said we primped too much! But that just egged us on so of course, we would then play that up and take that much longer!

I skied for Dadou from the time I was 8 years old until I turned 18 and those were some of the best years in my life. It wasn’t just about ski racing, it was about life and love. He rarely got mad at us, treated us like we were all Olympic caliber ski racers, encouraged us, and loved us like we were his own kids. During those years I also took dance lessons, mostly ballet and one year, Dadou asked me if I had quit dance. Thinking that dance classes took away from the time I  needed to spend skiing, I had quit dance, but Dadou told me to get back to ballet class! He said that it showed in my skiing and I was not as graceful on the slopes! To this day I think about that whenever I put on my skis and wonder if I am as graceful! What an amazing person Dadou was; a coach, a mentor, a friend. Skiing in Taos will never be the same without him, but the memories and love he shared with me, my family all the teammates over the years - nothing else will ever come close.

Janet Church Harrison

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Dados & Jean live forever in the Spirit of the Mountain and in our hearts!!!

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Dados & Jean live forever in the Spirit of the Mountain and in our hearts!!!

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John & gwen Perrone

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Living with loved ones 👋🙌 Lovely Dadou and family..

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His legacy lives on in those of us he mentored. 

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His legacy lives on in those of us he mentored. 

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Lovely Dadou, I'm enjoying this beautiful time..

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He was a host, a coach, a friend and a mentor.  Often at the same time and always with an enthusiasm that would make you feel great.  He shared so much of himself to make others see the world as he saw it.
Gordon Briner

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Dadou had an original Ford bronco. Not one of these new fangled luxury high rise sedan SUVs but a box -- a small box -- on wheels.  It was baby blue with a removable white top that provided zero insulation.   Kenneth, John and I were full grown -- at least in length -- when we three and Dadou traveled to a distant race in this Bronco.  Dadou was driving. Kenneth and all 6'4" of him sat next to him.  John and I were on the little raised seat in the back which was nothing more than a marketing ploy to advertise the bronco as a four seater.  It was during the time of the 55 mph max speed limit. Of course Dadou was not going to heed such a restriction so he had his foot pushed to the floor and we were screaming at a solid 65 mph. I have no idea where our gear fit but we did compete so it was jammed in there as well. I was wearing a helmet to stay warm. Conversation was limited by a screaming four cylinder engine and wind noise.  We traveled on a moonless, squid-ink dark night with snow covered peaks to the right and the left of us.  The high country, winter-time clarity of the milky way spread before us. In the middle of our vision a bright streak appeared heading straight down and exploding into a ball of brilliant luminescence. The explosion was multitudes grander than anything I have seen before or since. I know very little about that falling star. What distant galaxy was its origin?  Where did it travel and why? What was its metal content?  What memories were lost in its passing?  Why did it fall and so brilliantly light our sky on that fateful night?  Upon hearing of Dadou’s death my first thought was of this star which summarizes my emotions of Dadou better than any words.

Bruce Lomax

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Over the course of several decades, Dadou, his brother Jean, their families, and of course their lodges, were instrumental in making Taos Ski Valley what it is today.  He will be sorely missed but the Mayer spirit will live on at the mountain for many more years.
Andrew Lyons

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Skiing with Dadou - learning from the best - was a pleasure and a privilege, and he never let us forget it with his mischievous smile and sense of humor. Wishing comfort and a lifetime of good memories to all who loved him.

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I am so sorry for the loss of your beloved Dadou. He was a beautiful man that was part of the thread of a world where magic was real and love fueled everything. The world they created fed all our souls and his memory, along with his brother’s will live on in our hearts forever. There has been what feels like an avalanche of loss these last few years for those of us who have our hearts and souls connected to the ski valley and Dadou’s passing has felt like the last piece of a heartbreaking puzzle. I find comfort in thinking of Jean and Dadou resting together, laughing, singing, skiing and watching over us all and their believed mountains. My condolences to the extended Mayer family and all who loved him. ❤️

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I loved Dadou. Such a lovely man with a great smile and a huge heart. Always in our hearts

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Uncle Dadou was a beautiful light! I remember the first time my little boys met Uncle Dadou they were so confused because he and Pop looked so much alike. They called him “fake grand pop”. I really enjoyed spending more time with Jenny and Dadou in the last few years we had a few opportunities to really talk and it was always lovely. So loving and smiling and wonderful.

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Dadou,Jean I was blessed to experience TSV for many years with the magic you brought to the mountain.Thanks for the ride, Allez

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Beloved Dadou,

I wasn't ready for you to leave!  I have been thinking about you so much since I heard you'd passed, so many memories popping up that make me smile and cry with love and appreciation.

When I met you, I didn't know you were a myth and legend at TSV.  You were just my husband's ex-father-in-law, who was in my Thursday afternoon therapy group.  You had your crap, like all of us, and were there to work on it. I found you to be funny, and loving, and brave.  And you were so supportive of me, and all of us.  Later, when you grabbed me and put me, wide-eyed, in your learn-to-ski-week, I learned more about that other part of you.  But mostly, I knew you as my beloved friend.

I loved our mountain bike rides, just the two of us, and the dogs, riding and talking and sharing.  And the rides with Mary and Mark, often ending at Tim's with margaritas and so much laughing!  Remember the time we almost got blown off the ridge on the way down from Wheeler Peak?  IN NOVEMBER?!  What were we thinking?!  OMG.  I remember on Maui, at the windsurfing beach, you doing this horrible, inappropriate imitation of a Japanese accent, with Japanese tourists just a few yards away, and Mary and I shooshing you, wacking at you, completely horrified, and you just laughing.   I remember being in labor with Jake at your house, you and Mary taking care of me, feeding me, timing the contractions until it was time to go to the midwives-- you stayed behind when it came to that part of things!  And you, so I could sleep in, walking with wee Jake in the Baby Bjorn on the beach, singing French marching songs and enjoying the attention you received from the ladies because you had a cute baby on your chest.  I'm pretty sure you and Mary showed up with breakfast burritos when Roland was born. I learned to swear better in your company, and to use the f-word liberally.  I remember you, very pleased with yourself, delivering a huge pile of mangos you had poached to the patio table on Maui, "they weren't going to eat them."  And you and I, poaching apricots in Valdez.  And many more...

I love you, dear Dadou, and am so grateful for the sweet friendship we had and all the great memories.  I can't say, "Good-bye," so I'll leave it for now with, "A bientot."  Can't wait to see you next time around!

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We skied together, hiked together and I lived in his beautiful Hotel Edelweiß for many years 🙏

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Dadou and Godie Schuetz near Vermejo Park Ranch.....

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On Kachina Peak........

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Thanks for sharing this video and photos! So many memories…The first time I came to Taos as a teenager(1967?) with my parents, we stayed at the Edelweiss. That was the beginning of my lifetime time love of Taos Ski Valley and the Mayer brothers.  Came back to the ski valley with my husband, Marty in 1982 and my last visit ended on March 5, 2020. Dadou loved to tease me and I loved to tease him right back! He always had a twinkle in his eye. I was in his ski week numerous times. Love to all of his family.
Alison Salzman

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Hey Dadou,

Larry Mullin here!
What great times we had together for many years. I learned a great deal from you and Jean about skiing and went on to do interesting things about skiing with the knowledge I received.

I am glad we had time to spend together about horses and skiing. the times we had at the Edelweiss when I worked there with and for you. The times we had in the summer going to Wheeler Peak on horses was great. We exchanged our knowledge about skiing and horses for each other.

You and Ilse were always special to me and what I learned about life from you and Jean was invaluable.

I will see you somewhere in the future. Keep your skis sharp.
Best to you old friend,

Larry Mullin

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Since the mid 1980's we have been skiing Taos nearly every year. And every year we looked forward to spending a week with Dadou. Every year, at the beginning of our lesson, he told us we skied like  "SH_ _"! Every year he challenged us and we skied better. Every year he gave us new exercises and carried magazine photos of racers in his jacket pocket. Every year Dadou showered us with love and fun. We are blessed to have shared these magical times with him. To us Dadou WAS Taos and it will never be the same without him. Dadou will be sorely missed and we send our condolences to his family and friends.
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Liz and Newlin

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So much more than a place to ski… a place to come home to!
You and Jean created an enclave of wonders, of laughter, friendship, community and equality. Rubbing shoulders at the St.Bernard, we all were a big, egalitarian family for a week or two. While we all have been evicted from this unreal land, the bond will endure. You taught us to love the mountain, to love skiing, to love community, to love life, the Mediterranean way.
Your way.
Always with that sparkle of mischievous humor. I am so thankful for the time. You left your mark.
Aloha and à bientôt!
andrea

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I have a fond recollection of working at the Edelweiss in the early 1970's for Dadou & Ilse with their gracious hospitality, at the late spring racing camps. His renowned pancakes were the BEST, delivered to guest and friend alike with that wry humor that was casually (and often!) awaiting expression. It was a joy to see Dadou doting on his speedy junior racers Suzanne and Christian, with their sweet baby sister Sonja not far behind....his joie de vivre & love of family was intoxicating! Through the many decades, anyone could immediately identify Dadou on the mountain with his intensity & unique body position. He likewise had this unerring ability to spot our skiing imperfections, then would carefully & sternly deliver his recommendation for improvement that we took to heart, hoping to catch a beaming smile of encouragement as we tried to get closer to making those 'perfect' turns. With his cherished brother Jean, he embraced the latest and best of ski technique, just as he embraced Taos mountain as well as those in his orbit -- always with that signature twinkle in his eye. Rest in peace dear friend, you're very missed and never forgotten. Ciaó, Linda Stabler-Talty

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Angy 6 ans, Christine et Dadou Hawaï 2012

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Dadou, tu a été pour moi un beau père exceptionnel, bienveillant, un grand père très aimant , doté d’un humour incroyable. Ta phrase fétiche à mon égard était « Attention be careful »  quand je skiais enceinte ou lorsque je tentais de cuisiner chez toi . Tu l’as disais avec ton accent français, pour me taquiner. Je riais à chaque fois . Tu savais détendre l’atmosphère quand je stressais .
Orpheline à l’âge de 20 ans , Dadou tu fus pour moi un papa de substitution. Remplis de sagesse, tes conseils sur la vie ont été pour moi des piliers dans mes moments de doutes.
Tu resteras un exemple pour moi.
Je n’oublierais jamais ton rire, ta bonne humeur et tes bons petits déjeuners 🥹😉.
Bye Dadou Mayer, que les anges t’accueillent.
En France ce soir, une étoile scintillera plus que les autres; et ça sera toi.
Love you.
Christine Mayer/Bertrand , you’re grand-daughters ‘s mom