As a result, when you ski in one place for a while, you get to know people.
Thats how you realize youre no longer someone who skis, but someone who is a skier.
Then theres the online world, where things are a little different.
There are people here that I talk to every day on the forums, or in passing.
Ive formed thoughts about their personalities and identities, but I may never meet them.
That makes those encounters pretty special.
Snowbird trail map for reference:https://skimap.org/data/226/3535/1613104098jpg_render.jpg
Just recently, I had one of those experiences.
It was a late season storm that hit Friday, April 22nd, to Saturday, April 23.
Weve definitely said we should take some laps during the year, and yet somehow, it didnt happen.
The rope dropped, and madness ensued on the traverse.
We both have that collective moment of, HEY!
Introductions are brief, as theres skiing to be done.
Being the person with some level of local knowledge at the bird, I told him to follow me.
We get to the top of Daltons Draw, no tracks in sight.
Tylers right behind me, and I collect myself, noticing Im missing a pole.
Weve got about 1800 vert of untouched pow down to the base of Snowbird.
This is no time to be searching for any nonessential missing equipment.
With a few more massive liftlines, we get to know each other a bit more.
The snow is even deeper up there, since its been coming down hard all day.
As Tyler put it, Its one of those days where you just cant stop giggling to yourself.
Experiences like that storm day make me realize that I need to change that.
That day wouldnt have been even 1/10th as good, had I been riding solo.
Instead of telling that internet buddy, Lets take some laps sometime, make time!
