We never ski President’s Day. It’s always a mess. East Coasters on Mid-winter’s break pack our state and ski like crazy!
But there was snow, so we woke up slowly and decided to drive out to Brighton, my go-to resort the day after the big storm, where there’s always leftover fresh lines to find.
I’m fairly sure with our late start (shame on us) we were the very last car that squeezed in the parking lot, and were able to have a lovely day.
I do feel bad for tourists that came and had to wait – but that’s why you get up early!