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post #31 of 57
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That might not do anything good for your skiing.

iirc, actually you ski pretty well a little under the influence (or believe you do), but you don't remember exactly why or how later..

post #32 of 57
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The very best job for a ski bum is my job- the snow reporter.  Hands down.  My day starts at 5:30am.  (Yes, I think this is a good thing)  All is quiet in the Mountain Ops building; it's just me and my coffee.  I radio the groomers to chat about things such as snowfall amounts, wind speed and whatever else is going on up there.  Then I compile my report.  I update the website, do a little phone recording and send out an email blast.  Easy Peasy.  It is now about 6:30am and the world is just starting to rub the sleep out of it's eyes. I kick off my slippers.  It is now time to make sure everything I said is in fact true.  I buckle up my boots, don my gear and radio the groomer to come pick me up.

 

My knight in shining armour arrives and I bring him coffee.  As the Pisten Bulley powers up the mountain, we laugh about how lucky we are.

 

We reach the top of the mountain and the sun is just starting to show it's light beyond the horizon.  Or maybe it's dumping so hard that I can't even see the horizon.  Either way, this is gonna be good.  I push open the door and fill the cab with the exhilaration of icy cold mountain air. "See ya for breakfast?" "Absolutely"!

 

On the best day, I'm ripping solo down the mountain, sending fresh powder into the air, gasping as it comes back at me and pummels me in the face.  On the worst day, I'm cutting tracks through the fresh cord we just laid down.  (Okay, on the WORST day I'm just trying to stay alive as I navigate between wind scoured patches of glare ice but still, I'm not stuck in an office)

 

As I complete my descent, the usual suspects of Subaru's and pick-up trucks are starting to pepper the parking lot. I release myself from my skis. I am now awake and alive.  And you will hear that in my next report.

 

So I hop on the horn again and with fervor in my voice, I basically say "Yea, it's that good"

 

All that said and done, my focus starts to shift to the Mountain Ops meeting that will take place later in the day. The GM will ask me how the skiing is, and I will need to give him the most educated answer possible.  Time to go educate myself.

 

As I make my way to the lift, a slight sadness sets in as I realize the mountain is no longer my own.  But then I see Mike.  And Dave.  And Sue. All my favorite people are here and that selfish sadness escapes me. We're going skiing!!

 

For the next 4 hours that is my job- to ski.  I have no responsibilities other than to "assess the conditions".  I think I can handle that.

 

 

In my quest to do a good job, I try to cover as much of the mountain as possible.  If the GM asks me, "Did you ski Devil's Gulch?", I want to be able to say "Yea, I skied that.  Don't groom it, it's sweet".

 

All of a sudden, it's almost 11:00 and I have to hurry off to a meeting.  My friends act like they feel bad for me but I know they don't.  Fist bump.

 

I do my best to pay attention during the meeting.  We talk about things such as where we will be grooming and where we will be making snow.  And where we will be dropping ropes in the morning.  I need to pay attention; my friends will be prodding me for this information later.  As the conversation shifts to upcoming events my mind starts to wander.  Where will the rest of the day take me?  Perhaps a little backcountry excursion with my dog?  Maybe a beer with Tyler?  Maybe I'll just do a few more runs first.  Whatever- the day is mine.

 

As I tighten up my boots, the meeting comes to a close.  Oh yeah, one more report.  "The skiing is still stellar, come on up, blah blah blah, see ya tomorrow".

 

When the clock says 12:00, I punch out.  I chuckle.  I can't believe they just paid me to do that.

 

 

 

 

 

I think you just accurately described a bunch of people's dream job.

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post #34 of 57
When I retire from working my state job with decent benefits, I may start a counseling private practice in a ski town. I figure I could reschedule appointments on powder days, or even have on-the-slope sessions. "OK, today we're going to work on your fear of straying from the direction in life you feel your parents forced on you. We're going off-piste".
post #35 of 57
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When I retire from working my state job with decent benefits, I may start a counseling private practice in a ski town. I figure I could reschedule appointments on powder days, or even have on-the-slope sessions. "OK, today we're going to work on your fear of straying from the direction in life you feel your parents forced on you. We're going off-piste".

A help group? Ski Bums Anonymous.

post #36 of 57
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How about a Match.com type business for ski bums looking for the right hook up? 

post #37 of 57
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How about a Match.com type business for ski bums looking for the right hook up? 

 

You mean like Match.com?

post #38 of 57
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How about a Match.com type business for ski bums looking for the right hook up? 

won't work. chicks these days want too much, like a guy with a car, a place to stay (that isn't his mom's), and a job. Sheese.

post #39 of 57
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How about a Match.com type business for ski bums looking for the right hook up? 

 

won't work. chicks these days want too much, like a guy with a car, a place to stay (that isn't his mom's), and a job. Sheese.

 

Just tele - chicks dig it when guys tele.  Problem solved.  

post #40 of 57
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How about a Match.com type business for ski bums looking for the right hook up? 

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won't work. chicks these days want too much, like a guy with a car, a place to stay (that isn't his mom's), and a job. Sheese.
I had an idea about this. A website called "RescueMe.com" providing matching services for men who haven't gotten it together and women who have a pattern of trying to fix men. Works well for same-sex couples too.
post #41 of 57

I can only speak from my own experiences, but you can rule out ski instructor and lifty for me. I didn't like anything about being a ski instructor, there was this opinion that there was only one way to ski which I couldn't disagree with more. I only disliked being a lifty because I don't like jobs where I do absolutely nothing for 90% of the day. Much prefer to keep busy, my formula is to work very hard and long hours until ski season and then take the winter off or work part time.

 

There is also the part where neither of those jobs paid anything, maybe now with wages much higher it would be better. I have been thinking about patrolling for quite some time now.

post #42 of 57
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How about a Match.com type business for ski bums looking for the right hook up? 

I've always thought there should be an app for for people looking for people to ride with, for every mountain. I do a lot of touring and always thought it would be easier than meeting people on the lift. I dunno, always seemed like something that should exist.

post #43 of 57
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CEO of Vail Resorts or Darth Vader. Taking over the world could be fun, couldn't it?:D

 

But Vail's corporate offices are in Broomfield.

post #44 of 57
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1.  Trustafarian.

 

FIFY.

post #45 of 57

We made it to page 2 and no one has mentioned real estate agent yet?  

post #46 of 57
Tells you how the market has been. Although I see stuff that was on the market and taken off is coming back on.
post #47 of 57
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We made it to page 2 and no one has mentioned real estate agent yet?  


Post no. 9.  Do your research dude.

 

BK

post #48 of 57
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I had an idea about this. A website called "RescueMe.com" providing matching services for men who haven't gotten it together and women who have a pattern of trying to fix men. Works well for same-sex couples too.

 

Pretty much describes the general population both male and female wouldn't you say?

post #49 of 57

My formula has always been to work as much as humanly possible in the summer (weddings, private clubs, catering ect..), set up shop as cheap as possible in a ski town during winter and just simply not work for 4-5 months. The past few years the desire to just stay has gotten stronger and my drive to work 80 hours a week in summer is not all there, plus there's the single life thing. I keep saying I'm gonna change my ways, sooner or later I will, for now just one more winter......

post #50 of 57

define what makes a job the best.

 

I had more time on snow than anyone else at my resort last year. 10,000 of skiers I was number 1. So there for I think I have the best job.

post #51 of 57
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define what makes a job the best.

 

I had more time on snow than anyone else at my resort last year. 10,000 of skiers I was number 1. So there for I think I have the best job.

I loved a story I heard from a mutual friend in Utah. 

  No matter how the day in ski school goes, Josh makes sure that he hits the tram and takes a run for fun at the end of the day.   This is why he has never lost sight of his passion for skiing and the joy he feels for it. 

 

  • You have never lost sight of the joy of skiing. 
  • You have never let tedium set in at the end of a work day
  • You appreciate any kind of snow when it covers your slopes even if its marginal
  • You get the gratitude of ULLR with powder days because you don't whine about the marginal days

 

This makes you truly special and we can all learn a bit from it. 

post #52 of 57
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We made it to page 2 and no one has mentioned real estate agent yet?  

I sort of obliquely referred to REAs earlier. When the real estate market cratered in 2008-2009 I noticed a huge increase in the number of yoga classes being offered in town...by former REAs. redface.gif
post #53 of 57

My mom is a real estate agent in a ski town.  The only way it works is if you have deep connections in the local community.  Most of her business comes from word of mouth and only a handful of real estate agents survive long term.  The Texans all tell their friends to buy their third houses from her.

post #54 of 57

When I lived in Aspen full time, I had my license, along with 852 others.  The really successful ones do work hard, with lot's of part timers just coasting along.  But it only takes one good sale!

 

I just sold this place through a former US ski teamer, that I meet on the gondola, who met his client heli skiing in AK.

http://www.trulia.com/homes/Colorado/Aspen/sold/1261803-201-E-Hyman-Ave-Aspen-CO-81611

post #55 of 57
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Originally Posted by Powderblue View Post
 

The very best job for a ski bum is my job- the snow reporter.  Hands down.  My day starts at 5:30am.  (Yes, I think this is a good thing)  All is quiet in the Mountain Ops building; it's just me and my coffee.  I radio the groomers to chat about things such as snowfall amounts, wind speed and whatever else is going on up there.  Then I compile my report.  I update the website, do a little phone recording and send out an email blast.  Easy Peasy.  It is now about 6:30am and the world is just starting to rub the sleep out of it's eyes. I kick off my slippers.  It is now time to make sure everything I said is in fact true.  I buckle up my boots, don my gear and radio the groomer to come pick me up.

 

My knight in shining armour arrives and I bring him coffee.  As the Pisten Bulley powers up the mountain, we laugh about how lucky we are.

 

We reach the top of the mountain and the sun is just starting to show it's light beyond the horizon.  Or maybe it's dumping so hard that I can't even see the horizon.  Either way, this is gonna be good.  I push open the door and fill the cab with the exhilaration of icy cold mountain air. "See ya for breakfast?" "Absolutely"!

 

On the best day, I'm ripping solo down the mountain, sending fresh powder into the air, gasping as it comes back at me and pummels me in the face.  On the worst day, I'm cutting tracks through the fresh cord we just laid down.  (Okay, on the WORST day I'm just trying to stay alive as I navigate between wind scoured patches of glare ice but still, I'm not stuck in an office)

 

As I complete my descent, the usual suspects of Subaru's and pick-up trucks are starting to pepper the parking lot. I release myself from my skis. I am now awake and alive.  And you will hear that in my next report.

 

So I hop on the horn again and with fervor in my voice, I basically say "Yea, it's that good"

 

All that said and done, my focus starts to shift to the Mountain Ops meeting that will take place later in the day. The GM will ask me how the skiing is, and I will need to give him the most educated answer possible.  Time to go educate myself.

 

As I make my way to the lift, a slight sadness sets in as I realize the mountain is no longer my own.  But then I see Mike.  And Dave.  And Sue. All my favorite people are here and that selfish sadness escapes me. We're going skiing!!

 

For the next 4 hours that is my job- to ski.  I have no responsibilities other than to "assess the conditions".  I think I can handle that.

 

 

In my quest to do a good job, I try to cover as much of the mountain as possible.  If the GM asks me, "Did you ski Devil's Gulch?", I want to be able to say "Yea, I skied that.  Don't groom it, it's sweet".

 

All of a sudden, it's almost 11:00 and I have to hurry off to a meeting.  My friends act like they feel bad for me but I know they don't.  Fist bump.

 

I do my best to pay attention during the meeting.  We talk about things such as where we will be grooming and where we will be making snow.  And where we will be dropping ropes in the morning.  I need to pay attention; my friends will be prodding me for this information later.  As the conversation shifts to upcoming events my mind starts to wander.  Where will the rest of the day take me?  Perhaps a little backcountry excursion with my dog?  Maybe a beer with Tyler?  Maybe I'll just do a few more runs first.  Whatever- the day is mine.

 

As I tighten up my boots, the meeting comes to a close.  Oh yeah, one more report.  "The skiing is still stellar, come on up, blah blah blah, see ya tomorrow".

 

When the clock says 12:00, I punch out.  I chuckle.  I can't believe they just paid me to do that.

 

 

 

 

 

How did you get that job, and more importantly, how do I get one just like it?  Perhaps you need a partner?  :D

post #56 of 57

When Revelstoke Mountain Resort opened in I think 2007 they took out full page ads in the Vancouver Sun newspaper offering condos for sale starting in the low 500ks for bachelor apartments. That is more expensive than Whistler and roughly equal to downtown Vancouver. This had the effect of boosting real estate prices all over town.

 

A couple years later I found myself sharing a chairlift ride at Sun Peaks with a realtor from Revelstoke, so I asked him if they are still asking ridiculous prices for real estate in Revelstoke. He responded that prices had not dropped, but nothing was selling.

 

Nowadays prices have come down to earth and there are some sales but things are not booming. Ditto for Kicking Horse (town of Golden B.C.) and other resort towns.

 

My advice: don't become a real estate agent in a small ski town in western Canada.

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