It’s springtime in the Rockies, and for me that usually means loading the pop-up camper into the bed of the pick-up and touring the state in search of prime spring skiing atop mountain passes each weekend.

While others may be beckoned by the beach or desert with the arrival of warmer weather, I prefer to celebrate the changing seasons by harvesting “corn” — aka sun-softened spring snow — in nature’s playground that surrounds us.

Why? Mostly because a tank of gas provides much less expensive thrills than an airplane ticket to Mexico. And who knows when or where my 25-year-old half-ton and camper that looks like it was salvaged from the dump might leave me stranded on the roadside, in which case I feel better staying closer to home. It’s cheaper that way.



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