The 97' one-ton turbo diesel pickup roared up the icy mountain road rolling coal with each romp on the accelerator shifting through the gears like it was going out of style. Rallying around the s-curves with a steep embankment on one side and a raging creek 20ft below on the other side.
I was taking my friends nick and Robert to the local ski resort up in the alpine to rip around, have a few good laughs and have a few drinks of course.
It was a crisp cold winters day in January, it snowed just shy of 2 feet the previous day of pure blower pow and I figured why not go up to the ski area and have some fun with my buddies skiing and having a few laughs after all it was February and School was in full swing and homework was stacked to the proverbial Himalayas. So what better thing to do than get outside and go have some fun up in the mountains in company of some good friends. The sky is the limit in the alpine.
Nick was passing back and forth to Robert his fifth of polish rye vodka which was unique, yet very refreshing. Nick always had a knack for opulent drinks, we never really asked how he managed to always surprise us with some drink we've never heard of.
The guys were reminiscing of the good old days in high school and what happened to everyone while I played some 80's new wave in the background.
There was something about that synth I just couldn't get enough of but Nick and Robert always made fun of me because of it. I always took their constructive criticism with a grain of salt.
Next thing I knew we rolled into the parking lot after the long drive we rolled down the windows blasting 80's hits. There was a suburban with some college girls getting geared up for the slopes.
Nick proceeded to catcall them. Nick was the type to always draw attention to himself regardless of the situation, he craved it so to be honest Robert and myself weren't surprised the slightest. One of the girls just smiled and laughed while the others proceeded to just ignore Nick. I couldn't help but laugh and Robert and nick laughed it off as well
As we parked I kept the windows down and the stereo cranked to let everyone know we arrived. We got our gear on and grabbed our equipment so we could hit the slopes. I was excited because now since I wasn't driving I could finally sip back and take a few swigs of the vodka Nick and Robert had been downing and obviously it must have been halfway decent because they already almost polished off a fifth.
As we walked from the parking lot up to the first chair I couldn't help but notice how beautiful it was with the majestic peaks in the background and the sun starting to cast its rays at the peak of the mountain.
The ski resort somehow makes you feel like time has stopped by its pristine beauty and the fact that it blasts non-stop 80's hits from an endless array of Pa speakers throughout the hill and in the lodges.
We were all pumped and buzzed when we loaded the chair in anticipation for the top of the hill.
I rode up with Robert and we laughed about Nick and how we can't believe we hang out with the guy but at the same time we both agreed that we wouldn't have had nearly as many laughs if it weren't for him. Just think of Nick as someone who's life motto is if rules aren't bent or broken life is a slow death. To be honest that isn't far from the truth as funny as that sounds.
As we neared the top we got off the chair and all agreed to head for the terrain park because that's where all the cute young girls hung around following the park monkeys like they were their shadow. It didn't let us down, there was a group of 20 somethings that were hanging out in fact they were the same girls Nick was catcalling in the parking lot but with our ski outfits on we were incognito and they didn't seem to recognize us.
I skied up to the group and said "hey check this out!" as I approached a 25ft jump with a table top and seamlessly pulled off a 360 landing perfectly.
I heard some applause and saw that Nick and Robert were headed toward the jump. Nick went off and pulled off a tail grab and Robert hit it with too much speed and landed on the flats.
We laughed our asses off and hear some chuckles from the girls up the hill. We meandered through the park taking in the scenery and got bored rather quickly and decided to go up the lodge at the very top of the mountain to have a few drinks and warm up.
Nick and Robert had only been to this hill once before and had never been to the top so I figured they would have a good time and enjoy one hell of a view. They don't call it view of 1000 peaks for the hell of it I told Nick and Robert and they both laughed and said let's go see this shit!
Wouldn't you know it as we approached the top of the chair standing in front of us was the same group of girls we saw in the terrain park they saw us and acknowledged our presence. One of them in particular caught my eye they have been eyeballing me since I first laid eyes on her in the parking lot.
There is no true substitute for a breath of fresh mountain air and the majestic views that encapsulate the beauty and serenity of the mountains in winter coupled with a group of young attractive horny women and some liquid courage life is hard to beat at 7,456ft.
Nick as usual invited the girls over to the lodge to join us for a drink and some company. We let him do his thing and as to no avail the girls accepted and joined us in the lodge that was made of logs cut right from the mountains side. Inside it was cozy with handmade furniture carved out of wood. The smell of smoke filled the air and the warmth of the crackling fire burning tamarack was sensational.
We bought a few rounds of drinks and before we knew it an hour had passed chatting it up with the girls. Their names were Molly, McKenzie and Emma and they all were friends at the local university. McKenzie was the girl I set my sights on from the parking lot and I never really payed attention to the other girls after I laid my eyes on her.
Things quickly escalated as I sensed that McKenzie was interested in going somewhere else but at the same time couldn't stop making eye contact with me so I asked her if she wanted to get out of here.
"John, I would love to...I've got something I want to show you" She exclaimed. surprised by how forward and seemingly excited she was to do something with me I couldn't help but wonder what did she want me to see so badly. Little did I know she as horny as can be and was looking for some love at the top of the hill what happened next was definitely something beyond everyday life.
McKenzie clicked her boots into her bindings "John follow me."
I acknowledge clicking into my bindings and following McKenzie over the mountain top and out into an open meadow skiing through some untouched powder we made our way into some open glades secluded from most of the main runs. We were in an area that typically was for expert skiers and powder hounds less traveled by your fair-weather skier who stays on the groomed trails. McKenzie stopped, looked me in the eyes and from that look I somehow sensed that something very unexpected yet unforgettable was about to happen.