I love to recall and hear of others early adventures in skiing. I used to ride my bike with my skis strapped to it, in the snow, to Peapack Ski Hill in New Jersey. When I got a little older, our ski club, The Isbjorn Ski Club would travel to Jugtown Mountain in Asbury and then, later, came Mt. Snow with the old clikkity-clack chairlifts and fountain mountain. I feel like we really had to make some sacrifices early on to be able to ski but the memories will always be there.
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12/10/10 at 7:57pm