Originally Posted by Egon
Yesterday I was pushed off the high traverse by a determined young woman. I made my way down, trying to convince myself I had only lost my balance, but ultimately concluded I was now the biggest of beaters. After I made it to the bottom the liftie made me join a group of 3 that was about to load, but was two full groups ahead of me. So after tangling skis, poles and squeezing my way through I finally made it through the wall of people just in time for the chair. On the way up I had a pbr and listened to a group complain about "feeling bumps underneath" and flat light, I only mention it because I overheard more than one of these comments. Seemed like asking a bit much given the generous amounts of fresh snow. Granted it was president's day weekend, but after few more laps of roller derby, and taking orders from lifties, I realized how uninspired I was to be at Alta. I think I'm in the market for a new pass next season.
That is unless I can find that woman and convince her marry me.