Massive Snow Dump at Tahoe!

"lal_truckee" wrote in message
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Heh - old lifts. Not many youngsters have had the privilege of rope tow
experience these days, for which my boy must thank Homewood:

Homewood still had a rope tow years ago when I took my boy out for his
first ski lesson. You ever try to haul a one year old up a rope tow? Just
because I had him with one arm hooked under his chin in a head lock and
the rope in the other hand the little tyke decided to scream bloody
murder. People were looking, and might have intervened until they saw it
was a ski lesson. Since any kind of abuse goes in ski lessons (you awake
foot2foot?) the observers relaxed again.

After one run between my legs he loved it and hasn't looked back...
So; at 23 he's skied every year of his life except his zero year, which
year I carried him around on skis; and his minus year, which year he skied
as a passenger through the 8th month.


Ha ha, good story. But wasn't it the skiing that got him hooked, not the
rope tow?

I hate old lifts. I don't think I've seen a tower number since riding on
one of those dumb old double chairs. I don't miss them one bit.

Ok... I guess every now and then you have to ride on them. Still, I think
the KT Express Chair and Headwall Express at Squaw, the Summit 6 at Alpine
and the Mt. Lincoln Express at Sugar Bowl are awesome. Lift lines are
shorter and you get five times as many runs.

It's also double the price. How much was Squaw Valley in 1981 (when I was
born)?

Mike

Mike wrote:

How much was Squaw Valley in 1981 (when I was born)?

In 62-63 when I was at the UC you could sleep on the pews in the Squaw
Valley church (if you agreed to help shovel the snow in the AM,) buy a
ticket for (I think) $5, and live on cheese and sour dough. Best of all
gas was about 25cents a gallon, so we could even afford to get to Squaw
for weekends and afford the bone breaking room and board at about $60 a
month over at the co-op in Berkeley, and still have beer money. The
football team was lousy, though.

"lal_truckee" wrote in message
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In 62-63 when I was at the UC you could sleep on the pews in the Squaw
Valley church (if you agreed to help shovel the snow in the AM,) buy a
ticket for (I think) $5, and live on cheese and sour dough. Best of all
gas was about 25cents a gallon, so we could even afford to get to Squaw
for weekends and afford the bone breaking room and board at about $60 a
month over at the co-op in Berkeley, and still have beer money.
That's incredible. So lucky.

The football team was lousy, though.

At Santa Barbara we didn't even have a football team.

Mike wrote:

"lal_truckee" wrote:
In 62-63 when I was at the UC you could sleep on the pews in the Squaw
Valley church (if you agreed to help shovel the snow in the AM,) buy a
ticket for (I think) $5, and live on cheese and sour dough. Best of all
gas was about 25cents a gallon, so we could even afford to get to Squaw
for weekends and afford the bone breaking room and board at about $60 a
month over at the co-op in Berkeley, and still have beer money.
That's incredible. So lucky.

The football team was lousy, though.

At Santa Barbara we didn't even have a football team.

The Caltech varsity played local high school teams. Sometimes they won.

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Bev
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The Real Bev wrote:
Mike wrote:

"lal_truckee" wrote:

The football team was lousy, though.


At Santa Barbara we didn't even have a football team.


The Caltech varsity played local high school teams. Sometimes they won.

Revenge of the nerds...