it was mid eighties, later that year i was working as an intern architect in forked river nj and the boss offered his jack frost pa ski house to the staff for a weekend in lieu of christmas bonuses. We all agreed and took him up on it. I was skiing with her when she went ass over teakettle and and flew past me on the seat of pants lol!
The boss was a cool guy, an amputee who could rip. We all took runs on just one ski with him
I also poached the hill at night on one of these
fun times, sorry for the side trip down memory lane