Suddenly there were 7 of us, 4 bol'ers, Dt, Inkaholic, snowboardsfast(welcome back!) and myself, joined by lovey regulars Shelly, Bob, and his son Jeff. Due to a lift malfunction, we found ourselves with a semi private slope, which we proceeded to carve up like thanksgiving turkey. It was a dream come true, nearly perfect groom, sunny blue skies, pleasent temps, and no wind. I included a picture of the carnage left by the aforementioned band of carving hooligans, and another catching three of them in the act(Bottom to top: Inkaholic, D.T., and Snowboardsfast)
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