Just after 8pm this evening the Ski the 13 crew rolled into the sleepy parking lot of Utah's northern most ski resort Beaver Mountain.
554 miles and 16 hours separated us from Brian Head where our quest began under a full moon and starry night. So it was that for the thirteenth time we unloaded our skis, clicked in(we wore boots all day) and pushed off towards the lift.
In this case it was Beaver Mountain's Little Beaver lift. We were cheered on my the lift staff as we loaded. At the top a toast was made, shouts ascending into the crisp evening sky and we descended with hoots and shouts like a chineese downhill. We lapped it three times for full effect.
I'll have a recap up in the next day, but for now a big thanks to all of Utah's wonderful resorts and a special thanks to Chris Pearson our driver who went the distance.
