|The View from the Top|
Over the years as life evolved and passed through its various stages, I had some gaps in my skiing career, sometimes for financial, and sometimes for logistical reasons. But the gaps never lasted long. I remember my first experience skiing in western powder in the early seventies after my folks moved to California. I went skiing one February with my brother at Mammoth Mountain. WOW again. The mountain was huge. The powder was a dream. We skied so hard I went to bed at 9 pm, got up and did it again.
|Aspens line the trail at Deer Valley|