Jonny Moseley may have made his name in the steeps and deeps of Squaw Valley, but in his heart he’s a city boy.

And that city is San Francisco.

“I love going there,” says the Tiburon native who was the Olympic gold medalist in the mogul competition at the 1998 Nagano Games in Japan.

“I’m always amazed at how awesome Crissy Field is,” says Moseley, who is often found there after dropping off his 4-year-old son Jack at a nearby pre-school. “I just like to float around there, ride my bike, and watch the sailboarders.”

In between his other gigs, like being the voice of the annual Warren Miller movies and being one of the hotter ski models around, Moseley gives dry-land freestyle ski clinics at the House of Air in the Presidio.Yes, that's him sipping the dark brew at the neighboring Warming Hut coffee shop.“They have great food, and great coffee,” he says.

He also is fond of grabbing a bite at The Brixton on Union Street or at Rose’s Café at Steiner and Union. “They serve a mean breakfast pizza (at the latter establishment),” he says.

Of course, Moseley would probably be just another Joe North Bay Citizen if it weren’t for the snows of the Sierra, where he honed his big-mountain skills thanks to his parents regular winter-time treks when he was a kid.

“I try to get to Squaw as much as I can,” he says. “If I can’t stay at my parents’ house, I usually will find a place in the Village or at the Resort at Squaw.”

Once ensconced in his home away from home, Moseley rarely leaves the comfortable confines of Squaw Valley. “I love hanging in the Village,” he says. Favorite spots include the slow-food Twenty-Two Bistro or the Fireside pizza and pasta restaurant. 

Moseley is also spoiled by a special perk from the Wildflour Baking Company, which sells season passes for cookies. “Because I'm an Olympic gold medalist, they gave me a lifetime cookie pass,” he says. “Only (Squaw native and three-time Creek Olympic champion) Julia Mancuso and I have one of those.”

He and his wife and two kids – Moseley also has a year-old daughter – sometimes foray into Truckee for groceries and such, but he is essentially a homebody when he’s in the mountains.

 “Because of the family,” he says, “I just sort of nestle up there in Squaw.”