yellow jackets...i just said that
im not sure if it exists anywhere except vail...it's like a combination of ski patrol and that bullshit "mountain safety officer" thing that a lot of mountains have...i think breck has a similar department but might call it something else
patrol sits in their HQ until they're called to roll out on a serious situation, but since their resources are valuable and need to be on call, we ski around constantly and try to make sure they dont get called out unless it's totally necessary. like if someone just needs help finding directions, we do that. and if someone fell down and is crying for an evac but arent really hurt, we try to scrape the sand out of their vagina and send them on their way so patrol doesnt have to waste time carrying them down the mountain. shit like that. but we only have to deal with like 3-4 things a day, so most of the time we just cruise. i dont really consider it "work" per se...
"Just ahead, over the rolling wheatfields all golden beneath the distant snows of Estes, I'd be seeing old Denver at last. I pictured myself in a Denver bar that night, with all the gang, and in their eyes I would be strange and ragged like the Prophet who has walked across the land to bring the dark Word, and the only Word I had was 'Wow!'"