March 4: Daily Photo

The two-seater

It had snowed overnight, and the line at this lift looked like no other line I had stood on before. Very serious skiers, hundreds of thousands of dollars in gear, and a guy in front of us repeatedly looking down at Eli and then up at me. Whatever, bro, you don’t own the mountain.

This tiny lift took us above the tree line into some runs that made me understand why people travel to Breckenridge. One more short lift took us to 12,840 feet! That’s the highest lift in North America!