Bonnie picked me up with a friend of hers, who had just been told that her little sister was moving out of home and coming up to Mammoth with her. So for the next 5 hour drive, the girls in back were scrapping like only sisters can...most of the way up, Bonnie was picking on me suggesting that I was going to get altitude sickness as apparently most people do, as the hours past and the hassles continued I was half expecting to die once arriving. Nothing happened, and nothing ever did..I do believe I was suckered.

That evening we arrived at Mammoth, it was lightly snowing after the ends of a little bit of cloud which dropped about a foot of snow. Which set up the first days boarding. It was fantastic to hit the slopes, the difference between Mammoth and skiing back home is immeasurable. The size of the ski field, trees everywhere and long runs.

Bonnies work seemed pretty cool, although she seem to have a few internal office politics its a good group and they get to take long lunches and hit the ski field. It can't be all bad when this is your view from her window! It is extremely social on the mountain, everyone is up for a good time and that seems to be what they have. People are almost divided in to locals (+2 seasons), transients (1 season) and patrons (me). Bonnie dragged me out to a few parties, back to ski school party, few gatherings with mates and various other outings. She did well in entertaining me. I never realised quite how cold it was on a mountain at 10,000 feet until we were in an outdoor hot tub up to my neck and the wet hair on my head froze solid.