Redtail Camp

As we get older, there are days that remind us of how our lives used to be.? I was fortunate enough to have such a day this past Sunday on Beaver Creek Mountain at Redtail Camp.

The sun was out, a local band was playing on the deck, and a hundred or so revellers were enjoying the on-mountain scene.? Now some may have been just taking a break from skiing, but for us, this was our destination.? We wanted to enjoy the sunny spring weather, with friends, outside on the ski hill, drink in hand.?

This was?the type of day we had experienced hundreds (yes, I suppose?hundreds) of times before, over the course of many seasons as skiing locals.? It used to be just what we did, as life had not yet interrupted our social scene.? But this past Sunday felt special, reminiscent of those bygone days.? Nothing to do but enjoy the people around you,?and the beautiful mountain vistas .? And of course the occasional beer or margarita.