We had been watching the gondola testing and repairs quite closely. The last thing we wanted at ski hill going home time was to be at the back of a very long lineup. As soon as I saw the attendant grab the barrier, I gave my “Lets Go” holler and the entourage trailed along behind me. Those who were inside Burger Co. likely did not even see that all was ready.
This time, we had the gondola car to ourselves and the warm sun had melted off Jack Frost’s work. I’d like to say that we had clear windows, but plastic windows get scratched up, particularly on a ski hill.
The ride was uneventful and we all chatted about what a fabulous day we had on top of the world.