Wildcat, 4/7/2012

After skiing Killington Friday, I took the three hour drive to Gorham. It was a day of frozen granular groomers. As the morning wore on, more moving "gates" showed up, adding a little more interest to buzzing the relatively flat, long trails ar Wildcat. I stopped in the Lodge for breakfast after a handful of runs, I asked if there were a group there, found out they were part of the British Spring invasion. While in the lodge, one of them pulled her pullover off revealing a clingy, sheer white...

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