many fond memories of my childhood belong at sugar mountain. my dad and i would frequently take ski trips to this tiny western north carolina town and simply have a good time. whether he was teaching me how to ski, picking me up off the ground to snap my skis back on after a crash, or talking about life as we rode up the ski lift, it will always be special to me. we hadn’t gone in quite awhile but we were fortunate enough to make the trip up a couple of weeks ago. most of it remains just as i remember it back in the day.
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