George logged a ton of days this season, but none at a resort.
There were lots of others on the mountain this morning.
I tried to communicate with this guy, but he was either mute, deaf,
or enjoying his solitude too much to acknowledge us.
The bottom of the soon-to-be-gone Alta Germania chair. They've already torn out the chairs, cables, and bullwheel.
From the top of Germania
Here George is negotiating some avi debris below "Dog Leg."
My camera spazzed out on George, so this was the only usable photo he snapped of me.