This is Matt w/ Skiessentials, the author of the article. I wish I had noticed this thread earlier! Regardless, I'm glad to see everyone chiming in and commenting on their own experiences with feeder hills. By far, this article has seen the most passionate responses from our readers. If you read the article, then you already know a bit about my early days skiing at a feeder resort.
It is a bit crazy though to reflect on the time when I discovered skiing. I got a bit of a late start, taking my first (and only) lesson at age 12. From that day on though, I was hooked. Without much else to do in my small town, I found myself buying lift tickets both days of the weekend for my first season, before stepping it up with a seasons pass the following year. At that point, I got serious tunnel vision. All I cared about, day in and day out, was getting back on the hill. Literally, I was on the hill 5-7 days a week. Before I could drive, I had my mom write a letter for me, telling the school that it was acceptable to drop me off at the ski hill rather than my house.
Since then, and after moving to Stowe, I find myself less eager to get on the mountain. Don't get me wrong- skiing still dictates my life, from where I live to where I work and how I spend my money/free time. But overall, I find myself staring out the window, day dreaming about skiing a bit less. It may just be a part of growing up and having other things to worry about, but part of me is convinced that the tight knit culture and familiarity of Song Mountain (my home mountain) is what had me so obsessed with skiing.
Anyways, just thought I'd share a bit more about my personal experience with feeder hills!
Matt w/ Skiessentials.com