Yesterday I was transported back in time. I was a teenager learning to downhill ski. My best friend in high school Cathie was a skier..she would invite me to go along. I was not a very good skier, I was not coordinated enough to use the tow ropes..my only alternative was to go up the hill in the chair lift. Once you are up there, you must ski down. So I learned to ski out of necessity..it was a do or die situation.
This was a beautiful place in it's day. I have lots of good memories here of old friends from well over forty years ago. In my mind I could still see that damned tow rope, the one where I could never get my hands and feet to cooperate..I always ended up face first at the side of the trail:)