According to my friend Meredith, if it's one party you don't want to miss it's the Last Day Festivities at Shames Mountain, our local ski hill. Well, Meredith was right, this little shaker was a big barrel of laughs ... a chance to connect with old friends, meet new friends, roast marshmallows and bask in the glow of the largest bonfire anyone has even seen underneath a blanket of stars. This mountain culture sure is something special. We breathe the cleanest air, live for powder days and practice our own form of meditation within the serenity of nature. We camped amidst the mountains, evergreen trees, laughed and danced till the wee hours of the morning. It felt good for the soul. The morning dawned ... we rubbed our eyes, strapped on the skis and headed for the hills.
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