It was in spring of 99 when I met Paul out in Reno. I was stuck in Phoenix over the weekend and he had business in Denver on Monday. We drove the scenic way up to Lake Tahoe and arrived the night of "the best ski day all year" as we were told by the locals. They had been getting hammered all year, the day before they just got a 2 foot dump of very atypical light fluffy powder. We were expecting warm and wet for April the 14th, the conditions were peak season phat!
Eating lunch in a snow storm
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Ripping it up !
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Ready for a beer and hot tub