The last time I came to this ski hill I was a 13-year-old eighth-grader on a field trip with my class. I spent the majority of the day in the chalet, buying candy, eating candy, and then feeling bad about candy on the bus back to school, which is the point when I remembered I鈥檇 allegedly given up sweets for Lent. To deal with whatever remained of my Catholic guilt, I pretended as though I鈥檇 only intended to give up chocolate-based sweets from the start. (I think it鈥檚 probably true for most people that the Lent in which you try to pull one over on God is your last-ever Lent.)
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Paddleboarding
Hiking Bass Lake
Archery
Caving