Yes. No. Both go in a direction, opposite they may be, but they go, move, definite in their own way. Maybe. Middle of the road. Standing still. Not going anywhere. Not forward or backwards. Living a life in a constant ”maybe mode” may lead one to be a bit lost. To find they way, the trail, a direction, sooner or later movement must happen. MauiSkiBus moves. Ski a resort, share some stories, walk/run the dogs, find a hotspot for web work, and then move. Drive at night, maybe late, a watchful eye for critters on the side, headway must be made, forward progress. A goal is in sight. A focus at hand.
The Idaho/Montana mountain border follows the continental divide and has a curvy in and out north/south direction. At one of these more prominent curves is a small ski resort that has a direction, knows what it is and where it is going. The trail is well worn by handfuls of non-lost local skiers and vibrant youth have a firm future direction in sight. This is an area that should add “non” to the beginning of Lost Trail.
A forest re-birth is happening here, a growth of new trees on the old forest fire scars. Nature burns in its own cycle and nature grows again. Lost Trail, a Montana/Idaho ski resort has new life on the slopes and new life in the marketing trails, with Chris Johnson, in firm control of future goals. Custom Lost Trails snowboards rule here, drops from cliffs delight many looking up, and untracked trails abound from slope to slope. The crew of Lost Trail Ladies nearly ambushed MauiSkiBus, with phrases of, “Take me”, “No, you should take me, back to Maui!”