If you ski long enough, weather catches up with you.
On some occasions you risk blowing out your skis on rocks. When we went to Romania to ski, there wasn't enough snow. Fortunately, we were there with a Romanian friend and we did spectacular tourist things including touring lunch is a castle at a closed restaurant, touring a fortified church, touring the royal castles at Sinia, and incredible dining experiences.
We've had days of white-out conditions on various days skiing in France; some including the dreaded vertigo.
In his more insane youth, CJ once skied Killington as a private mountain, traversing all 7 mountains without seeing another skier. Of course it was below minus 40 with a wind chill in the obscene.
The week we went to Steamboat, we arrived to the coldest place in the US and it was 39 below zero F. We skied one run at a time and compensated with good food and a nookie contest. By weeks end we were in an outdoor hot springs pool and enjoying the water slide, with snow falling, in the balmy temperature of nine below.
This week, we had two days of sunshine skiing, one day too bad to ski, and three days of marginal weather. Worse, Crystina lost two days before she could finally arrive in Snowmass. Colorado set records for avalanche warnings both in numbers and levels of intensity, let alone the disruption of the travel of thousands.
Nonetheless, there is something magically relaxing about a ski vacation. There is the coziness of sitting around a fire. Hot tubs or hot springs if you use them. The beauty of mountains. Hearty food and drink. The skiing is great but its the friends you share it with that make it special.
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