So there I was, riding a lift at another one of Wisconsin's finest. I always remember the first lift ride of the season. Partly because you don't want to be that guy that falls getting off the lift and mostly because it only takes a moment or two to get that sudden rush of, "wow...I love to ski!"There were 10 open runs, and 2 open lifts. All of the 15" inch base was man made but it was 100% skiing bliss. Sure I'd rather be in Steamboat drowning in powder or knocking back a beer at Eric's in Breckenridge, but for the time being life has me here and I might as well make the best of it. Here's to the start of a great season. Slainte!
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