Hi hello. One lovely, sunny afternoon a group of adventure hungry humans in search of this fabled thing called snow, ventured deep into upstate New York, finding themselves at the base of Windham Mountain. The group of eight stumbled onto some lovely snow and as normal college kids do, they hurled themselves off perilous jumps and flew down the mountain repeatedly.
After swooping into the last few chairs up for the night, the hungry hungry hippos journeyed to a nearby officer’s house, the domain of the cutest cats, brightest stars, and the loveliest vegetarian chili to have ever been made (thanks Patti).
The next day, the skiers scoured the entire mountain for more gnar to shred. They covered every inch of the mountain, jumped every jump (except the spooky ones), and had the loveliest time. And as much as we wanted to ski the whole week away, we grabbed some pizza and headed home.
– Natasha Hunt
