Home Mountains.
It's a funny thing, a home mountain seems to me there are a couple of kinds, there's the mountain that you skied all the time as a kid and you can totally call that as your home mountain cause, that's where you learned, you know it, can go back after years away and still get er done. Doesn't even matter how far you progress beyond what it may/may not offer cause you have good memories.
Then there's the mountain that you usually ski at when home, a place where you go to ski, hammer for however long plunder what you want and ski all of "your lines" and don't lie: you have em. Shots you just naturally funnel to, turns you just take...sort of like the shelf you toss your keys onto at the house: home.
And then there's mountains that when you show up for the first time just suck you right in and make you feel at home. They have the vibe just right, it gets down and tickles that special spot that says: you're home. It's probably the thing I like the most about trying new areas, that one in 50 feeling like you and the hill just work together. PB&J. Home. There's places that I've been that I've grown to love skiing (CB, the Bird) that I knew the first day that we'd be able to sync it up but it was gonna take a little working. Then there's places that I just can't seem to get onto the sine wave with (JH/Alta) I know they're good but just not got that downhome feel. It is really though the ones that are instantly home that I really love. The first time it happened to me was with Berthoud that place just felt right and had/has terrain just right for me. Like friggin thunder it hit me I was home. Had it happen again recently, went a new place sort of like Bert and just slid right into the groove me and my two buddies had NO trouble just getting instantly on the groove. Home.
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