Last year, I ended the season with an unbelievable day of skiing. Today, it happened again.
Riley, my dad, and I arrived just before open to 13 inches of fresh. Riley, the avid tree skier he is, led the way all over the mountain. Fresh tracks and face shots galore.
We finished with 16k feet of vertical in 14 runs. Reminder to self: increase the DIN setting on my Kilowatts so they don’t fly off so often.