Yeah, I pretty much WAS the ski club. We had to cover our own expenses but after a few trips, only two other regulars came, so we saved the bus money by taking the club director's Jeep up there. It was great, there was no agenda to the club, we just free-skied, all three of us, and I found the person I enjoyed skiing with the most was my High School Counselor and Ski Club Director (a practicly honorary title due to the size of our ski club) as we had a lot in common to talk about on the lift rides up. We both alpine skiied, inline skated, welded, water skiied and a few other activities that I remember the club with fondness.
I would spend all week waiting for friday to come around and when it did, I couldn't concentrate on a single thing all day. We would pull out of the parking lot after 3 and stop at subway to grab subs to eat on the way and on the lifts after we stuffed the eftovers into our packs. As I'm a freshman in college this year I will most certainly ski more than I did last year in the ski club, but I certainly will miss the way I felt at 2:45 every friday waiting for the bell to ring when I could see the snow was still falling outside.
I only wish there would have been a greater enthusiasm for the club, but I can't blame them. It is after all midwest skiing at its best!