I just can't believe sliding down a mountain on some sticks of wood can be so damn addictive.
I'm with you. The wife convinced me to go and I had doubts it would be fun. Cut to mid trip and I am flying down some blues because I have no god damn sense and she has quit because turtle hill is beating her ass. Needless to say I have to save up for a week of her shopping while I ski before we can go back.