Go tell it on the Mountain
I’m playing out my money and my patience again, but have a little faith in me. I’ve got a scheme brewing.
Here’s “the facts on the ground”, as they say on NPR: I’m looking for a steady job for the winter. I’m looking to lower my expenses, while still enjoying my new locale. Specifically, I want to learn to ski, a not-inexpensive hobby. Most of all, I’d like to do something that’s intersting, something that’d be a big change of pace from my climate-controlled cube in Tempe. I wanted to something that’s uniquely Northwest, something that’ll validate this whole 2000-mile excursion as meaningful and necessary.
Put those facts together, and combine them with this morsel: Mt. Baker has the earliest ski season west of the Rockies. Mt. Baker has, in fact, a Guiness World Record for seaonal snowfall. Put it all together, luv, and what do you get?
Ski resorts, luv, SKI RESORTS. Between now and November, every one of ‘em is hiring, starting with Baker and working its way down the coast.
Ever since that fact clicked a couple days ago, I’ve been in a mad dash to get applications to all of these near and distant mountains, with the lofty (ahem, pun intended) idea of spending the winter in a ski loft at the top– working by day and skiing by night. If you know me for any length of time, you know I’m not given to half-measures. It’s the alpine life for me, mate. Let’s hope the gamble pays off.
