I’ve realized something special about a ski spot I recently visited: it’s a secret shared only among friends. Unlike the crowded GSpot, bustling with tele skiers and snowboarders, the Nip offers solitude and unmatched skiing. Today, Paul and I experienced what could only be described as legendary skiing, bringing us closer to the spiritual side of the sport, despite my usual annoyance with the overuse of “nar.”
As I’m catching up on emails, I’m tipped off about a new secret spot. And as the snow falls outside, I can’t help but feel excited about what’s next. I wonder, what’s Ronnie up to now?
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