too bad ]
I gave a ride to a hitchhiker on the way up. He was a snowboard instructor who goes up like everyday, and is a fly fishing guide in the winter, def renewed my passion to do a better job living the mountain life imo.
Then I rode up first chair with a couple older dudes from Boone, NC. So I told them I went to UofM and let them relive App St's hallmark win ever in their program.
I was skiing the upper mountain freshly groomed pretty much alone for an hour...so GOAT.
Then it started getting really hot and everyone started shedding clothes, tons of chicks in bra tops, but there were a few people still all bundled up, I was like wtf you gonna have a heart attack. And some foriegn language guy was yelling at people so I said english only at the mountain mother****er.
Sadly I failed a couple times at trying to sidle up to people so I wouldnt have to ride up the lift alone, though.