Ski resorts should be a model for human inter-relations, as what may seem busy and scattered, is really organized. For example, the actual drive to a ski resort when the roads are snow covered and icy. Drivers start with impaired vision, wipers going back and forth, ice bombs that fall off of cars to avoid, agressive four wheel drive trucks behind that want to pass too fast, and then getting the defrost heat working just right. Once in the parking lot, following the lot attendents directions, avoiding skier and snowboarders in the lot, and making sure to get good traction with no snow tires. From there, it is getting gear on, getting a lift ticket, getting in line, and getting on the chair lift in a order sequence that is not really spelled out correctly. Once on the mountain, what run to take, where to meet for lunch, how to avoid the numerous snowboarders sitting in an un-organized manner, usually in the middle of the run, and then the mass of all at the base getting ready to go home. This goes on at all ski resorts, especially on the weekends and one resort that seems to have a See to no eras, has boulders to ski off of scattered all over the slopes in an organized manner.
Groomers are for the grommers that like it easy. A switch to that is air, whether a little or heap of air, into the ski statosphere, high above a Rt.50, where famous emerge, famous from the five rings and the radical X. Ladies seem to be the lean of the way at Si no Era, as Teter Gold Rings H, Anderson X J., and Bowman X M., no Era’s of the Si, near the Lake of Tahoe. Boulders are scattered in an organized manner throughout the giant trees to hug, slopes are here to burn thighs, to twist, to tear apart one that drives on by, looking for a bigger name to ski. See from here, high above, a 360 cafe boasting a 360 view, white of snow capped peaks of the Sierras and blue of the Lake of Tahoe.