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The remote birch glades.
The wish-list of skiing:
Heli-skiing in the steep and rugged terrain,
and in the backcountry, touring in alpine bowls.
The rowdy ski resorts.
Moody, low-angle polar sunshine,
and early morning tracks.
You ski snowy peaks,
a vast network of slopes.
A fresh sprinkle of snow can get you out into the cold.
Dropped flakes fly,
and slopes freshly created.
Deep powder turns:
things look up for going downhill.
The hotel’s in-room fire,
the cheese-and-charcuterie platter.
At night, the Northern lights fly,
while slopes are freshly groomed.
from “New, Peak Experiences at Upscale Ski Resorts”
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