Seasons in the ski industry are like flings: exciting, uplifting and done in a flash. This one was nothing short of amazing, complete with great snow, friends both new and old and non-stop laughter. Combine all the quirky personalities that can be expected from instructors with the oddities of Japan and you're bound to be in for an epic adventure.
After ten plus winters in a row, I've found that the nostalgia only increases. Saying good-bye not knowing if there will be another hello is never easy. What has changed has been my appreciation for just how small our world is. I find peace in the fact that there is a very good chance I will bump into all these people again, though likely on a different continent. I am not sad, I'm hopeful.
Until we meet again, friends.
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| Riding Community Chair, the gateway to beginners bliss. |
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| Coffee in a can, just one of Japan's delights |
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| A few pow turns between emails. |
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| Jo-kun and New Satosh basking in the glory of a morning training session. |
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| Tearing up the corduroy like we're paid to. Oh wait, we are. |
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| New Satosh, killing it. |
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| Nozo, the person we entrust the Kid's Program to. |
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| Office Space: totally Lumberg. |
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| Janglish is always hilarious. Can you figure this one out? |
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| Ralissa-chan. That is all. |
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| Shovelers hard at work. |
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| Where is Pete? |
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| A tidal wave of snow greeting Black Diamond Lodge patrons. |
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| The Tepster clearing his chariot. |
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| Just a reminder that its good to be alive. |
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| The Crew |
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| The Crew in its natural state. |
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