Another day another ski resort. With Mission Ridge closed for the day they were rather glum about the prospect of Summit, which frankly looked a bit crap, but the insanse landlady (passim) suggested they go to Steven's Pass instead (about which someone had been eulogising in Mount Baker) so they decided to head that way even though it was miles out of their way.
They were not let down with a fantastic little ski area a little larger than Mission Ridge but similarly fun and old school (and full of grave dodgers (did we not agree seniors? - ed)). The snow had, it must be admitted, seen better days but was perfectly skiiable and the two of them skied their little hearts out and really chasing down some challenging skiing.
With the day done some rather strong beer was thrown down before they reluctantly started the trip to Summit for their last night in the mountains.
Their initial thoughts ("it looks a bit pony") were certainly not proved to be wrong with the view from the window of their crappy hotel
probably being the best thing about the entire resort.
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