I borrowed the title for today's post from Hunter Thomson. On Sunday, April 20th Alta has closed. The ending of 2008/2009 ski season was celebrated by a traditional gathering on top of High Rustler. Many people were dressed in various costumes as if it was Halloween. The "treak-or-treaters" were swapping booze and joints, rather then candy. Leaving the party” meant skiing down. Those who decided to depart were hit by a rain of snowballs – another Alta tradition. The parking lot was taking over by a tail-gate party were more drinking, grilling and dancing went on late into the evening. Hotdog and cold beer made me feel nostalgic and I was wondering if some poor partier would be left sleeping on the High Rustler. As sad as it may be, closing of Alta is not the end of the ski season – there is plenty of backcountry skiing is left to do.
Besides Alta's shut down, I have another announcement for my readers: I have decided to stay in Salt Lake City and not go to California. This means that instead of being a “cool Californian” I am going to be a “weird Utahan”. I am still pondering on the details of the transition from “coolness” to “weirdness”. In the mean time, I have accepted a job with a local software company and as of today I am a regular working stiff all over again. I am going to reflect on my job search and the economy in my next post – the microwave just announced that dinner is ready.