In surfing culture, after periods of less-than-stellar waves, surfers adhere to the age old mantra, “pray for surf.” Insert “snow,” or just “cold” for that matter, instead and here lies the crying plea from ski resorts here in the high country.
After a month and a half of unusually warm temperatures throughout the high country, it’s finally beginning to feel like winter. With our friend Jack Frost finally gracing our presence, it’s only right we welcome him with open arms in the form of rail slapping, front flipping, ski and snowboard action — oh yeah, and really good beer.