Never Too Late
“The clouds of winter came in November, drenching Breckenridge in rain, but covering the mountains in a fresh blanket of snow. Locals and tourists alike flocked to the slopes, and for the first time in years Sarah had a renewed excitement about skiing because of a certain part-time ski patrol.She had done a lot of skiing as a kid, but later when she was so into her art and operating her shop, had taken only the rare trip to the mountains with her sisters and their kids.It took no time for Sarah ...to sharpen her skills. After a couple of days, she was mastering the expert slopes she had visited as a young woman. She closed her shop a few times during the first good snow and went to Afton Alps, Squaw Valley and Alpine Meadows. When her father asked her if she could afford to do this she said, “Of course. Selling that big tapestry to the Afton Alps Lodge set me up. And don’t you think I should visit it?”Sarah bought new gear—a bright pink ski bib, darker pink jacket, skis and poles, awesome polar boots.MoreLess
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