I almost forgot how much fun Spring skiing at Red can be. With cool nights and warm sunny days, the whole mountain has become a consistent velvety canvas of corn, making for effortless ripping. Without the urgency of chasing diminishing powder, we wait for friends, ski in packs, drink beers in the chair, and even stop to appreciate the view. Apres ski sessions on the deck are bathed in afternoon sun for an extra hour,courtesy of this year’s early transition to daylight savings; it all feels like a festival.
