A few weeks ago I was in Breckenridge skiing and ended up on the lift with a couple of younger guys. Both of them were snowboarders in their early to mid 20’s. Both of them also appeared to be somewhat high, or at least they smelled that way. The day in question was a bit warm for the season, temp at the base was in the upper 30’s. So we were casually chatting on the way up and the weather came up, and one of the guys says, “It’s a shame that in 15 years there won’t be any more snow in Breckenridge.”
Breckenridge normally gets about 20-25 feet of snowfall every year. Pretty consistently.
I looked at him and said, “Nah dude, it will be at least 16 or 17 years.”
He thinks about it for a few seconds and replies, “Yeah, you’re probably right.”
The snowboarders are probably telling their friends about some crazy dude they met on the ski lift who had some weirdly precise idea of how long the snow is going to last, and how they politely disengaged and parted ways with him as soon as they could.
I drive through Breck every day. My Wife works there.
Suiting up to go move snow off the drive with the tractor. Getting too much for the plow to handle. This year about 15 feet or so, so far. About average. March and April are our biggest snow months.
Heh, seems that the only folks that think they know what they are talking about are the ones that were here last year. You can usually find them driving a rental car.
On the gondola at Park City several years ago the two young guys I was riding with asked if I minded if they sparked up. Why should I? I was cop in NJ, not Utah. ( I didn’t tell them, though - didn’t to freak them out or anything). Anyway, about mid-joint they were saying how much they were enjoying their day off from work. Me: Oh yeah? What do you do? Them: Lift operators. Me: Cool, where? Them: Here, dude! Much laughter ensued.