Waking up at Alta, 30 years old and 17" fresh overnight.
The best ski area in the world is just a hundred yards from my bedroom window. Onto first chair after a long wait in the cold and those sublime untracked laps off the High Traverse that will ruin skiing anywhere else.
Nobody wants to wait tables with a college degree or sleep on a twin mattress season after season, but as the snow fell and fell, a season of dreams unfolded. It all started with that cycle on 12/12/22.
Even though it may have been a difficult time to get here, I can't imagine it any other way.
30 years down.