Some say it’s a drinking club with a ski problem, a natural extension of uni life, or part of the infamous gap yah; that thing you do before you go home and get a real job. For others, the ski season was always meant to be a one time thing. Then the mountains held on for another year, then another two, and today they’re still convincing themselves that the next one will be the last one.
Either way, the reality of the ski season is slightly different. You work hard for little money, whilst dreaming with ol’ mate about that old shack you could turn into a bar or a chalet. Some days are a slog, people, but HEY, you’re living and working in the frickin mountains!
Whether it’s your first or your fifth, prepping to head out to the hills is where your season starts. There can be an…
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