Ski Day 3: We arrived late, for us, 9:30. Even at this hour, we found no competition for anything.
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Sunway
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Slow Zone
Neve and I skied across the mountain, but had the most fun on Sunway. She could basically let them run, I'm turning, and we we're really skiing together. It was cool.
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Upper Sunway
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Lower Sunway.
If ever there was a piece of equipment made for a spot.
Here's a shot of the new fixed fan gun in the Saddle:
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I wish we could revegetate some of the bigger expanses.
"You just need to go at that shit wide open, hang on, and own it." —Camp