The temps were north of 40 degrees, the sun shining, the wind sleeping and as the day went on, the turns became easier as my skis carved through the softening snow.

It was March 4 , and I was doing short laps, up and down, front and back, on trails like Red Pine, Pine Slalom, Pokey Pine, Pine Board and East Slope at King Pine. The ski area’s 300-foot vertical was evident on one memorable run when I loaded the lift to Bob Dylan’s “Hurricane,” an eight-minute-plus mid-1970s classic, skied a run, and the song was still playing from the lift attendants’ colorful radio when I got on the lift again.

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