Skied the whole day with a leprechaun from Iceland who eats ludefisk topped with whipped cream for dinner 5 nights a week. In other words, I skied the whole day with a precocious 5 y/o. Lassie was a strong Level 4, but I pushed her a wee bit on the 5 side of things. We rode a few black diamond runs ("Cowboy Pass", "Flying Squirrel", "The Face"), a l-o-n-g blue ("Washoe") and steep blue ("Boondocks"), plus a run through the progressive terrain park (she skied over her first box and several small jumps) and through the small features in "The Stash" (the super mini half pipe). Snow was Tony Montana covered Itchy & Scratchy, but anything that had been groomed was pretty bueno ("Washoe" was surprisingly good). Solid day.
“The best place in the world to ski is where you’re skiing that day.” — Warren Miller
