There is always a great amount of anticipation when ski and riding season
starts, but nothing is comparable to the first night of the Bolton trips. Students hear skiers and riders excitedly raving about the near future ski trip. They are counting down the weeks, then the days, the hours, the minutes and then the last few seconds before they hop on the bus, bearing either skis or board. No matter what they have clasped in their hands, a Burton board, twin tips, or even teles, they still wear the same crazy excited smile. It has been like this for several trips over the years, but this time the Boltoneers are especially eager. The park rats, glade gladiators, and cruiser crusaders alike have been starved of these trips. Last year’s trip did not happen, and the year before was not much more pleasant than Alcatraz.
Even after paying the high prices it costs to shred the mountain, the bus always left almost two hours early on some nights, due to the will of the chaperones. We were able to have a few good nights that year, but with the follow up of having no trips at all the next year was too much. We tried desperately all year to get the trips rolling, but no such luck.
This year however, will be the greatest Bolton session of all time. A great chaperone, David Gratton, has stepped forth and has sworn to be fair and let us board and ski until the lifts are unmoving and the lights shut off. We have a great group this year and the conditions are already of high quality.
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