The snow wasn’t great when I got home from break, but the company was. And if there was ever something that I have learned about telemark, it is that it is fun no matter what the conditions. My school friends and I got on the hill as early as we could, chasing what little bit of groom there could be when it hadn’t snowed for weeks. After weeks and weeks of fantasizing about skiing while doing schoolwork, I was finally doing it. Within no time, I forgot that the last time I had skied was almost a year before, and was laying down trenches and popping every whoop de do. Afterwards, with post-ski hunger, it just felt good to be home.
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